False Start #23
Many times I think there are two people inside of me: the poet and the philosopher. The poet says, “There is no supposed to; there’s only what you do.” The philosopher says, “What you do should be what you are supposed to do.”
Sometimes they walk together easily. Sometimes they wrestle violently upon the ground clawing for the submission of the other. Sometimes one walks proudly in the sun while the other lurks in the shadows, plotting his revenge.