the 'lateness' of being...

thanks, my friend..:)

the unbearable lateness of being
is more like it

Oh I did consider it, jag, but
I was afraid this little poem
couldn't 'bear' the weight
of such a long title..!

I see, better to leave the
weighty matters to Kundera.

E x a c t l y!

Soo much of Life's humor can be found within its written(and implied) juxtapositions, oxy-morons, and ironies!

Thank you for the smiles!

and thank you for the
so lovely response..!

Too late i guess...

they should call
it the 'not that late'
shop..:)

You must mean the just after early shop - love it! As usual

oh thanks, cat...
I know it's a
liitle inconsequential...
but it meant a lot
at the time..!

Oh lol going to have to try doing one of these xD

To be or not to be
late.
Was that the question?
Nice piece, again ...

it's later than wee think in thinking of being late,(& by then tis too l a t e.....oy!)

may be tha'swhy

  deadpeoples is refurred to as "late"