March 01, 2005

Like Dinosaur Bones

I found an old furnace buried in the yard. Wasn't worth nothing to nobody. Just buried there. Alone. Out in the weather. Anyway, I got my pointy shovel and set out to excavate that old furnace. Like it was dinosaur bones. I was careful. Who knows what THAT was all about. Around halfway through or so I stopped working, set down my things, and thought for awhile. I considered my actions then from every angle. And I filled that hole right back up. I figure whoever, or whatever, went and buried that furnace must've had a reason. And I sure didn't have no reason to go and dig it out. That was just something that happened one day.