It’s always for a

time beyond when

they will die.

That is what they say

around the

opulent table

when they discuss

the authors who

document their

history and

give them a

glimpse of

eternity.

Apparently, that is

the blessing and

curse of

the writer.

Everything else

including the

seafood bounty on

the table

vanishes, is digested

except

the word.  In the

beginning was

the word…

and they will

have to live

with it – the

blessing and

the curse, for

better or for

worse.