The Agent & Attendant [September]

Walk forward unafraid. What can I do? There is an empty house, with furnished rooms full of light. And there I am in a black leather wing-backed chair. I keep thinking I am ready to go. I am ready to see. What’s left of me is of no consequence. What’s left to do is of great importance. I feel that I am never done. So what work may live on and on forever.