I keep waiting for a punchline to a joke told before I was born
When everyone had their own problems.
Some of them I inherited
But not happily
I can hear echoes even now, the build up, the relaxed but uneasy tenseness before the drop of the curtain, the reveal.....
And then,
nothing.
Crickets.
Feb 10, 2016
Feb 10, 2016 at 9:46 PM UTC
I keep waiting for a punchline to a joke told before I was born
When everyone had their own problems.
Some of them I inherited
But not happily
I can hear echoes even now, the build up, the relaxed but uneasy tenseness before the drop of the curtain, the reveal.....
And then,
nothing.
Crickets.
