And, in fact, a little tired,
But like anything else in this life,
It's only a temporary chink in my armor,
For unless time is taken to adjust,
And tighten every cinch that has loosened,
Eventually exposure will occur,
For no reason other than not being diligent.
I guess the lesson is to add that stitch in time,
Not that a lesson always need be had.
Maybe inertia will eliminate the need for adjustment,
Until your joints ossify. I guess that's not bad.
And it's alright,
I'll tell you life's secret,
As long as there is room in the next line,
And I don't waste it.
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