And so you’re resurrected,
come back from the dead instead of getting
your just rest. Who’d have guess life
could be so arbitrary. Now that you’re here
it’s very clear, nothing has changed,
not a thing rearranged. You thought things
would be different this time. For real?
No big deal. What a life? Again.
(C) Walter J Wojtanik, 2014
POETIC ASIDES NOVEMBER CHAPBOOK CHALLENGE – DAY 29: DO IT AGAIN