Can
you tie a Becket
Bend
with a half hitch?
Or
just a square knot?
Remove
the spring in a
Gizmo
(like a pen)
Then
put it back together
Again?
Let’s see…
How
about adjusting a
Cable
on a bike or a
Mower?
Holy moly
These
have been the
Bane
of my being here
On
planet Earth, the
Source,
the cause of
So
much grief, and just
A
bit o’ hopelessness
Yes,
knots, springs, and
Cables
will be the
Death
o’ me, the things
That
drive me drinkward,
Mysterious
things
I
refuse to ever, ever
Figger
out, whether I
Should,
or not, I won’t.
And
they’re not like
Earthquakes,
floods and
Scorpions—far
from me
They haunt me often
Taunting, mocking me
In
their superior sense of
Being
knots, springs, and
Cables.
They belong
To
some higher sphere or
Plane,
inviting me with a
Certain disdain (that
undercuts me) —
So
be it! I’ll let them be.
But,
knots, springs, and
Cables
will never, ever
Get the
better of me!
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