POEM: Huck’s Typology

Huck Finn said he runs to pie,
[While Tom runs to mystery.]
That is the respective nature of each.



I, too, run to mystery,
but sometimes I stop for pie on the way.



And as I run to mystery,
I know that mystery’s end is misery.
For, if curiosity is one’s nature,
a resolution is always bittersweet.



Fortunately, the universe is relentless in its production of mysteries.
and it’s also fortunate that it’s skimping in its production of pie.



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