Size Doesn't Matter

In the morning
it all seems so different,
thoughts and ideas
from the night before
fade away as if
they never existed at all,
and all that is left
is the realization
that it will never be the way
it was supposed to be,
that there is more
which will never be found,
but in the final analysis
even that means very little;

put some AC/DC on the headphones
to put it all back in perspective.

Watched a show
on Bob Marley and the Rastafarians,
thought about my life
and all the time wasted,
thought about how much time
might possibly be left,
came to the conclusion
that it really wasn’t an issue,
because it was never a question
of quantity,
it was always a matter of quality,
just like the myth
guys have been telling themselves
for centuries:

size doesn’t matter,
(yeah sure).

Turned up the AC/DC,
size may not matter;

but volume
sure the hell does.
.
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