Kinder with age. More sympathy. More empathy. I can only rage
In a jest
As an ansurdity.
An idea or ideal
Is easy to let go of...
Life is like a well set table on an unsturdy base waiting for someone to knock it over.
Then life is the mess on the floor.
You can glue the plates and dishes.
The food is trashed.
You'll remake the meal with less fuss.
Youll set the table again.
But you can never really fix the table.
It wants to be knocked over.
So you set a simpler feast.
And simpler yet.
Till you have a bowl of cereal in your hands in your chair in a different room from the table.


















