To Deliver...

Digression is a citation...imposed by the author to the author.

What I read is an open wound infected by the source I most fear...my own.
I flee from the burning bush before I deliver another bomb threat. "It is not me, people of the jury!"

I hold with me a trail of despair and negligence which my soul cannot disengage from...but, my mind does.

I appear to be perfectly healthy and my doctor tells me I'm fine and dandy.
But, Dandy Doodle ain't alive no more and there is still work to be done; and my mind recently can't register TIME.