In a grain of sand

A truth that’s told with bad intent
Beats all the lies you can invent.

It is right it should be so;
Man was made for joy and woe;
And when this we rightly know
Thro’ the world we safely go.

– William Blake, from Auguries of Innocence


Living on luck

If I never see you again I will always carry you

on my fingertips
and at brain edges

and in centers
of what I am of
what remains

Charles Bukowski