HACKING FORAGE FREE
One million impenetrable questions and
all the moments of a lifetime - the sorts
of things I'd wished I'd asked my father
before he went and died. But I never did.
Could never make that leap; lived my life
instead like a creep and a ragged runner
dogging all deaths. So, sorry now, what
good is that? There are some things you
can't get back. I want to run and hide.