humility, life, pilgrimage, Chaucer, humbling, poem, poetry

NOTHING SO

nothing so humbling
as a tiny insect crawling on you

and not
going Defcon 1 to 5
5 to 1

thinking live and let live
and what is life but
crazy difference?

what is life
but trying to
make it through the weight
of each day

discomfort, sometimes danger,

and always bearing in mind
at the back of your mind

that at
the end of the day
on
the cosmic scale

all this shit might
actually be
your pilgrimage

(people dying left right
and centre
of mere imagination)