Victim Of Circumstance

I’d say that’s just about all of us from birth,

genetics, economics, location, just like plants.

Organic, mechanical in the sense of seed 

within seed within seed…or, getting older 

and shit starts falling off and not working 

like the warranty is about to expire.

Not a pretty sight.

“Don’t cry, little grasshopper, we all go this way.”

Issa

So, like Curly of the Three Stooges, we’re 

victims of circumstance and it’s funny because

it’s not and we’re left standing there at a street

corner or nursing a cup of coffee in a seedy diner

wondering what our next move is going to be

and nothing that we see offers any clue.