Risky Business

At the risk of being stupid, 

(but isn’t that life after all?)

I write some posts on X, 

for example,

and get a little feedback.

I don’t know what it means.

I tell people what I think,

which is why I have no friends…

not complaining…I don’t know

what it means.

Everybody knows that if you go

out that door, you might never 

come back. It’s a cliche.

You can get beyond survival

as a homosap, become rich,

have everything you want,

still, you never know.

Not to be a downer,

but it pays to stay on your toes.

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