Cheese and Wine
Dear jesús mío
Dear Christ
What the fuck
No
Let me
No
I thought I’d
But then
But
What about
Then the
Boys?
There are no
I don’t
Señor it’s just this
But then
I can’t, but yet
I have to, don’t I?
If I don’t,
Then
I can, can’t I?
But if not,
Then
Well what then?
There can only be one option
I tried that option
So then
What?
I am made of flesh
And bone, fragile
An animal like other animals
Delicate, perishable
Like a good cheese
A poor analogy, you ask?
Not so;
Subject to decay, to disease,
Yet best enjoyed when ripe,
Aged, yes, but not too aged.
Life is best lived when ripe,
Like a fine wine,
Or the cheese that goes with it.
Destructive Anachronism 