--a commentary on March 7 post-
The point then, is that there isn't one.
She pays her rent in quarters, while I'm losing dollar bills.
Loyal to life, though, from where I am I can't tell why.
Systems always fail us. It's a joke
that we still systematically believe in
to move through one day to the next.
because it makes something worth having;
ya' know, valuable.
Human connections are the most necessary part of life, but at what point
is it just a self-indulgent assumption of personal value to assign any value to
me nodding my head at her as I walk past her on the street.
What happens when there are no somethings to ascribe value to?
To draw a line from and match to calculated quantities in the right hand column?
Does value cease to be?