Excuses

"once again

I hear of somebody who is going to
settle down and
do their work,
painting or writing or whatever,

as soon as they get a better light
installed,

or as soon as they move to a new
city.
or as soon as they come back from the trip they

have been planning.
or as soon as........


it’s simple; they just don’t want
to do it.

or they can’t do it,

otherwise they’d feel a burning
itch from hell
they could not ignore
and "soon"

would turn quickly into

"now."


-Bukowski.