Everything Happens For A Reason/Roomba Life
Everything happens for a reason.
It’s the law of the universe!
The failproof logic that never errors, the
Loop of pain eternal.
Everything happens for a reason
Because if it didn’t– we’d all be
Overcome with grief and misery.
It’s the super-imposed
Flimsy, see-through film of a
Map that somehow
Rewrites itself so that
Whenever you feel lost, you say
“I need help!!!”, check the map
And see that you’re exactly where
You have always been, it’s the
Rationale that makes everything
A blessing, turns burdens into composting
When I was young I thought–
All of everything ya’ll say is fucking bullshit—
God is dead and if she were alive she’d have nothing to do with this shit.
It’s true, but it’s also nonsense.
Everything happens for a reason
Even if you don’t like it, everything is the way that it is
Because you’re alive, and nobody chooses
Their life.
We just ride it, so to speak– there are
A lot of other poems and other songs about
The journey and yet I just think
Perhaps, everything happens for a reason
Because it has to.
You have to assign meaning where there is none
Or else you’ve got none, hun.
It’s a script, sure,
A hand-me-down, but
Try it on.
I think perhaps I’m more like a
Roomba than I thought, I have to
Run straight into a wall before I
Turn around. I often feel like my
My bumper fell off, because I feel too much,
And that my speed is too slow– since
It might take me a while but
Eventually I’ll figure out
How to get out from under this table, I just gotta keep
Ramming into this rolled-up carpet,
Until I feel stable.