Sunday, July 15, 2007

Useless.

Three paths diverged in a wood, and I
I sat down and wondered for fifteen years.

And it wasn't even that simple; you see,
each one of those three paths was subdivided
over and over and over
again, so even after you'd made your initial choice
you'd have to do it again
over and over and over
till you came to a little cave, a little hole or something
where you'd stay forever and ever.

Hooray for society.

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

i like that. you wrote it, eh? yeah, thats a good one. considering taking it as my own

Anonymous said...

robert frost would be proud.
-alicia