Can it get any more bizarre?
Answer: Yes.
Workouts, though, are much kinder
when nobody counts.
A fitting year to preach the hellfire and brimstone sermon
tentatively titled, Let's Get Horny.
For a sermon arrives in its own time.
Sometimes right on time.
A dichotomy appears, Proper and Earthy, on either end,
and, for a brief moment, arousing.
Maybe this time?
Nope. Next time, perhaps.
Notes from 2020 – 1