Dust Versus Future

57 years and a not so lost recipe…escaping the truth of abuse and the abuse of life and the abuse of neglect.  This is a right centered page in obstinance…of the right.  It is not wrong to be be left…it is not wrong to be right...the idle middle is the fore-ground of time and space and what crystalline dust is left beyond.  In fact, this is the fisting and first poetic chemistry by FRD.  It is an attempt to show that repercussions occur when donning PPE can fund an education. Rather, slightly twisted and back-wards, the education of donning PPE can lead to a dark “ room “ life with (u)ni(v)er-sale consequences.  It does not teach one to synthesize, but examine how a starting material of life and work can realize a future.  A dark future and a dark past will make one ppppsssstttt.   Silence has kept none awake, but death and novice noise will perpetuate another 57 years of tribulation.  

The stanzas are broken by double spaced connotations that seem reticent, reliant, and relinquishing.  The interjections are made by the ending comments on where a life like this….for your symbolic…choosing can take you.  Ending with a note from me and my perceived role in life.

The harder you work…the more strife that becomes apparent….the luckier you will get.


The path.

The path to light.

The path to light lies…

The path to light lies through darkness.

In poetic chemistry…chemical preludes are used.  In poetic chemistry…chemicals are re-used…much like punctuation, ad-verbs, verbs, nouns, prepositions, adjectives, and the moral rest.