Please Find A Seat

Not until we are lost do we begin to understand ourselves. - Thoreau

when the bus comes

you have two choices

get on or get run over

either way you must crossover

if you don't know which you're headed for, don't bother to ask

you won't understand what anyone is saying

through their one-way mask

Author's Note

"A traveler who looks at things with an impartial eye may see what the oldest inhabitant has not observed." - Thoreau

Reviews

[John the Baptist]

Verse 1 could be interpreted as differing attitudes toward death. You can accept it and be at peace, or struggle against it, in which case it's going to get you anyway, and probably more painfully. The last three lines seem to be a caveat, basically stating you have a choice. The last line links the pandemic to the theme.

[Pete]

wow, nice - you got it all with a keen understanding. wasn't sure if folks would get it. actually, i started out wanting to say that if we go against conventionality we'll be forced down an unwanted path or we'll get run over if we go against it - either way, a sort of catch-22.
is it better to die physically with your principles and beliefs in tact or die inside by not living them and living what someone else forces upon you? sort of like having to take a seat in a living hell or holding out for something better in a pergatory. different interpretations possible but i like your's. thanks j. the b. happy thanksgiving ... :)

[barleygirl]

I find it interesting that many write about death, especially older poets at the cafe. After so much pondering of death, I would imagine such poets to be a little resistant to the actual arrival. After so much pre-imagining, death is bound to strike one as too different than expected & possibly to be rejected. I love your phrase: "one-way mask" -- reminds of how it feels when I read all that so many people write about death. I can't understand what all the fuss is about & their words feel like a one-way mask to me (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie