Love Love Love Love

Love Love Love--all we need.

I myself am a hater. It's what wakes me
in the middle of the  night and up&atem
in the morning. Un-postponed Joy.
Hammer in the morning. Hammer in the
 evening.  All over this land. So to speak.
In manners of speaking. Virtually, as it were.

You know those SQUARES where  people
protest & proclaim & throw  rocks & Molotov
cocktails & govt forces roll out tanks & water
cannons & shoot rubber bullets & a good time
is had by all?

Here we are Faculty L & Face Booking it:
a virtual Square for Converse Action & no
one  gets hurt, no glass broken, no cars
burned, no bloody relatives hauled off in
blankets & suit coats --just words,  words,
words: back & forth: a kind of  god's gym
& work out, ideas in play to change the whirl,
make it a better pace.

Oh, it's a GOOD time had by all, no doubt:
Good for All is why we throw stones and
cocktails. We don’t do it for BAD. That
would be silly, silly.