A colorful taunt from the rear-view mirror

The brutal rainbow reminded me

I cannot hold beautiful things

for posterity because good things

are fleeting, keeping us chasing them

until we stumble off the earth.

That’s living at best, suffering at worst,

and all the fancy pilings of touch in between.

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