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That which troubles me
I stand at the entrance
Of that wonderful longing
Drunk on the intoxication
Of the Slippery Slope
The bliss of
I know I shouldn't but...
A truth
Branded by the heat of the moment
The Rapture of impulse
Reveals the treachery of stale odds
The lie of best intentions
The impossibility of naked morality
My predictable deliverance
Tumbles into outcomes...

As the snowmobiler outruns avalanche
The surfer the rogue tsunami wave
The diabetic chocolate cake
The improper lane change just before daycare
The deadliest catch that isn't
The intellect is cheated by passion
Like unprotected intimacy with bodily fluids, needles,
Even as a child is breast fed mother's milk...

The uncertainty of this equals that
I rise circumcised by yet another failed strategy
Of prevention
Brought down to size
The universality
That risk inhabits DNA
With my last hope
Brings this belief
The futility of prevention
Mitigation and justification
Is always trumped
By grace.

Timothy Anderson Copyright 2011