Delicious
This coffee, these cigarettes, delightful…
when you’re in it, you don’t think about it
because you’re there.
Sometimes it’s like that and sometimes it’s not.
Sometimes it’s a struggle to get there and you don’t.
Sometimes it’s not a struggle and you do.
If only we could figure out how the whole thing works.
If only we could get a handle on things.
If only someone had a good explanation.
Could we hear it even then?
Has someone told us and we just weren’t listening?
We have it somewhat together, heading in a certain direction.
We think that if we continue things will all work out.
Thirty more years until retirement.
There’s a big deal on tap around the corner.
I’m head of the physics department at Harvard and I’ve got it made.
Uncertainty is the enemy if you look at it that way.
Change is the play in which the truth is revealed.
The yogi knows the only thing he’s sure of is death.
That’s exactly why the coffee is so delicious.

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