Philosophy and Gardening Tools

The only object to achieve perfection is a wheelbarrow. Perfection is complete: we both miss the mark, marred by sorrow. You are neurotic, I, apathetic- we’ll blame the infinity of tomorrows. A wheelbarrow remains beyond me, beyond you, and “us,” hardly affected by a growing coat of rust. Old implement, needs no improvement; We-we are caught in progressive movement. perfection is complete- completion opposes change. We change daily-adjust for tomorrow, shear off the past damaged by sorrow. Tool of Giza’s slave and England’s gardener: a wheelbarrow lasts. We are evanescent, live between kisses: the taste lingers-and the scent- memory as long as the taste on our lips.