Wetness

Let us look at

Mesopotamia, the

primordal swamp,

where daily, dual

floods threaten to

destroy our finely-

tuned words/works.

This, of course,

scares us, causes

fear, for if true

we (you and I) are

quite frail.  Environmental

conditions, at least here

in the West, so far, has

almost made it seem not the

case.  But it is:  we are faulty

frail.  Chaos is not a fiery,

seething mass.  It is a sloping,

sloppy mess, where everything,

every one lacks limitation,

lacks boundary.