Bereft

My sangha has dissolved as impermanence 

does to things…many of my colleagues are

dead or have lost their minds.

My family is dead or tenuous.

Past actions leading to a dead end.

No pain no gain.

This happens too.

I could perform the Hemingway maneuver,

but it feels a bit premature.

Time is a bitch.

I don’t know how long I’m willing

to live in fear.

I’m enjoying life more than ever before,

Do dah, do dah…