reservoir

there is not time enough
i am german and most certainly will not age well
the freedom of being known
the absolute instability of every single thing
except quantum physics
and other things i know very little about
but interact with on some level every single millisecond of every single day
(like people)
which will never be repeated
today is the only today that will ever be
and sometimes people have a knack for remembering dates and exact times
and sometimes knacks work like knocks that haunt and tease long after there's anyone left at all on the other end of the heart
attract attack
sometimes we forget entire years.  someday today will not even
"What the?"
what ever happened with the hurricane? ivan?
how many people died in 9/11?
but how many people survived?  how many people are still alive?

move one grain in the sahara once and you've changed the course of human history
but who cares?

pretty pretty pretty is a problem for everyone everyone everyone
pretty much
muck
a boat load of confidence and no means
an ocean of heavy water
but still afloat

"In bed that night I invented a special drain that would be underneath every pillow in New York, and would connect to the reservoir.  Whenever people cried themselves to sleep, the tears would all go to the same place, and in the morning the weatherman could report if the water level of the Reservoir of Tears had gone up or down, and you could know if New York was in heavy boots."
Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close