mosquita

she was this marvelous parisian woman
...and she had such a wonderful
tragic life
and she was married three times
and each husband died
in mysterious circumstances
and the last one was
a boxing champion
..and she killed him
with a fork
and she's not even gone
to prison
because in France,
crimes of passion are
forgiven

when I was a little girl, my
father told me that if you weren't careful,
you could lose everything you've ever
earned in life in a split second.
you have to know when to cash out.

some people reach a place in time
where they've gone as far as they can...

the place where wives and jobs
collide with desire...

that which is unknowable,
and those who remain out of sight.

"See what is invisible,
and you will see what to write."

that's how Bobby used to put it.

it was the invisible people
he wanted to live with.

the ones that we walk past every day.

the ones we sometimes become.

the ones in books
who live only in someone's mind's eye.

he was a man who was destined
to go through life and not around it.

a man who was sure the shortest path
to heaven was straight through hell.

but the truth of his handicap...

lay only in a mind both exalted
and crippled by too many stories...

and the path he chose to become one.

Bobby Long's tragic flaw
was his romance with all that he saw.

and I guess if people want to believe
in some form of justice...

then Bobby Long got his for a song.