A scribble, a squeak

A blob that removes everything

We wish life had something like that,

Then again, since when has life ever been what we wanted?

But if there was a way

To erase everything

And start over,

What would you do?

Erase all the bad

And leave all the good?

Erase every failure

And keep each success?

But without failing

Can we learn to succeed?

Without bad,

Can there be good?

Apparently that's why,

Life has no erasers,

Because it knows

The difference between

What we need and

What we want.

(March 9th 2006)