on the whole subject of mortality.
I mean
they say everyone's got to die eventually
and on Tuesdays
that sounds perfectly reasonable.
But today is Friday.
and the ironcladness of that statement -
the rigidity of thought behind it -
the sheer conservative dogma -
generation after generation just giving in -
come on, people!
let's make pizza from scratch tonight
we'll have flour on our hands and pants
the sauce on the stove will fill the house
with the aroma of basil and tomato -
let's take our glasses of cabernet
out onto the patio and watch
the airplanes fly overhead - lights blinking.
We'll contemplate the fact
that they said man wasn't meant to fly.
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