'Nother day on the farm, looking for answers,
surfing bad news online, some encouraging words
from one guy high up but what good will they do,
undeclared WWIII, I look at 1984 and see what
Orwell predicted is already true (w/ 1 glad exception).
lie in bed,
from next room
I hear Sarah play
Bach's Invention 13
& Minuet in D Minor.
That makes me feel
For a minuet, at least.
After dinner with her parents,
we watch On the Waterfront,
a movie about conscience, and I wish
my decision were as simple as choosing
whether or not to get kicked in the head.
Or looking up to see what note to play next.