Not able to find his favorite swimming hole Heraclitus

eats the lunch he's packed in the parking lot and reasons

"there must be a better way to proceed than this."

Later

Anaxogoras slurs into his ear: "Heracli, listen,

don't you see

everything is made of everything, but the object it is has most of that,"

and Heraclitus thinks

"avert from my tongue the madness of such men";

he thinks

"if i could get a few more dollars

I could get those forty acres

and grow my olives in peace."

from Presocratic Blues by Joel Bettridge