Week of Dec 21, 2015

From the 31st Floor at the Hyatt


What you spend your time on
shapes who you become,

choices made on the run
or with full deliberation,

unintended consequences
part of the decisions…

for what is known now
may turn out to be untrue

and what is unknown
may ultimately lead you

by the nose or seat of your pants,
kicking and screaming

or acquiescent, complacent even,
caught in the naked act of


Margaret Dubay Mikus
© 2011

From Thrown Again into the Frazzle Machine

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