Nature

Life grows better as it goes on.
Then, life takes a dump on your lawn.

It’s ups & downs & in betweens.
It’s takeaways from given scenes.

Living blithe as second shoes drop.
Like chicken necks before the chop.

As folly goes; please, sign me up.
I’ll snarf some living from life’s cup.

When last bulbs burst in darkened rooms…
Then needs will birth invention’s blooms.

We look for good, expecting bad.
It’s spontaneity gone mad.

This is the stuff of life, my dears.
Normal ain’t natural, less the queers.