Curse that Goddamned River
The funny (not so funny) thing about grief is that life doesn’t stop for it. It barely pauses in fact. Like a river, it flows and waits for no one. It unrelentingly pounds and wears at us. And it never turns back on itself — never. We just have to keep paddling away, put off drowning for another day. Today’s word salad du jour is all about love and grief, and the nature of the investment, ROI and eventual TCO of love in this life. Enjoy, and always remember to love each other. And yourself, if you can.
Buy now, pay later
Borrow air from another day
Brush back the piper
Play the games you play
Enjoy it while you have it
Blag and snooze as you may
Life for breath comes due
Hell’s tax man gets his pay
The more you got
The more he takes away
Shaking and spiraling
Heart and mind astray
Wishing I could rewind time
Wishing you were here today
Break down, curse the river
Curse that goddamned river
That only flows one way