OJ

We lived there,

for a moment;

a turbulent, terrible

wonderful

moment.

 

We lived

at the edge of time

as driving rains

moved us to higher ground.

eventually…

 

We survived spills

and hooks

and rough waters,

rising.

 

The ugly duckling;

the lonely black Swan

should have been a warning.

 

Instead he made us laugh,

for a moment.

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