Foresight

A little drunk on life, I tripped on its edge.

A little laughter gave my eyes the glowing fetch.

Hindsight is a gift, they said.

Hindsight gave me a gift, I said.

And yet foresight is what I’m rooting for.

Foresight for hindsight.

Drunk on life, a little was I,

Tripped on its edge into foresight!

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