Thursday, October 26, 2017

Broke, Fix It

Some of us can find an excuse to avoid action, no matter what. Put me down as intellectually curious, short on ambition. 

Sometimes I wonder, "What if the injuns had whipped the cowboys?"

"Would we all speak Navajo?"

I suppose I've spent more time pondering the nature of love than anything. There was a time, a long time ago, I thought I knew all there was to know about it. I probably took it all for granted for long stretches. 

Poets think broken hearts last forever. I'm not a poet but I play one onstage.

1 comment:

  1. To paraphrase Edison, after years of trying my best, I did get a good picture of what love is not. And then I found out what it is.