It seeps in at the edges,
the stress, the worry
comes over good times, busy moments
and foreshadows coming darkness.
The debt, the pain,
income unknown,
it sits at the back of my thoughts as the days march forward.
-In science one tries to tell people, in such a way as to be understood by everyone, something that no one ever knew before. But in poetry, it's the exact opposite. Paul Dirac