If I told you that life is a miracle
of a chore—and a tedious one,
to be frank—would you rather believe me
or put your trust in all those who preach
that it is an actual miracle in its own right?
For if the latter, what a pathetic miracle is it
that has compelled us to say that drama is life
with the dull bits cut out? Isn’t that right, Alfred?
After all, two measly hours don’t compare
to the decades we have to endure. Yet, I recognise
that there is a miracle in life—that despite everything,
we still somehow manage to pull it off.
