“SOMETHING”
BY SHEB SCHEBELLA
Something, something take a little step back, I don’t mind waiting, just have to fill the time in-between. Standing on a rock in the middle of the river waiting for the ice to melt, sometimes it’s safe, sometimes it can be dangerous. Standing in the heartland staring at a factory that makes canned spam and then I notice something is missing and then it dawns on me; a statue of a big sleeve of saltine crackers out in the parking lot, if only life at times could be that simple; but it never will be, someone will say “Hey, what about the hot mustard?” and then complexity takes back over presenting an ill rehearsed juggling act and one just knows something is going to fumble, something is going to come crashing down and all one can hope for is that someone is there to catch it before it shatters. Something is better than nothing they say, who actually says this I don’t really know, but most times I assume it is someone that gets exactly what they want all of the time. It is always going to be something I suppose…
"......something is going to come crashing down and all one can hope for is that someone is there to catch it before it shatters".......no darling......that is why you keep your 'safety net' in place. It's a damn shame when one is not willing to risk it all, they generally walk away with nothing and leave all the broken pieces behind. It's nothing more than an act of cowardice. And no, 'something' is not better than nothing. I'd rather have nothing for dinner than a plate full of empty calories. They might fill my stomach, but leaves my body weak.
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