Friday, December 8

fairytale for a grown-up

"this is a story
full of lies and fabrications
but truer for their inclusion

it doesn't always make sense and most of it never happened
but that's what kind of story this is

in telling the story of my father's life,
it's impossible to seperate the fact from fiction,
the man from the myth,
the best i can do is tell it the way he told me

see most men they'll tell a story straight through
and it won't be complicated but it won't be interesting either

a man tells stories so many times that he becomes the stories
they live on after him and in that way, he becomes immortal

did you ever think maybe you're not too big?
maybe this town's just too small

a man might travel his entire life and
never find a place so inviting
my journey had scarcely begun and i had arrived

i can't imagine any place better than here
but the fact is i'm not ready to end up anywhere

it was that night i discovered that most things you consider evil
or wicked are simply lonely and lacking in the social niceties

they say that when you meet the love of your life,
time stops and that's true
what they don't tell you is that once time starts again
it moves extra fast to catch up

fate has a way of circling back on a man
and taking him by surprise

the truth is i didn't see anything of myself in my father
and i don't think he saw anything of himself in me
we were like strangers who knew each other very well

she said the biggest fish in the river gets
that way by never being caught

you become what you always were a very big fish
and that's the way it happens

the story ended where it began"

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