I woke up thinking about broken flowers and the Bill Murray movie, “Broken Flowers”. When I woke I realized the broken flowers signified women. Obviously. A broken flower is an impossible thing. A flower is not glass. It thrives or dies. The broken flower puts in mind a tender thing varnished to protect its tender construction. Bill Murray was not broken but empty. Broken is better than empty. His (character’s) only moment of passion happens when he suspected he might have fathered a child; when he pursued the boy he pursued the possibility of breaking and life spilling into himself. I’m sure the broken flower also refers to the hyman. But that is obvious. Numb is not good. Numb means something doesn’t work. Something shuts down, circulation is impaired. Impaired circulation leads to disease. Appendages can snap off. A toe is a tiny thing but once it snaps off you miss it. Missing fingers are just as bad as missing noses. Missing ears are an inconvenience; for lack of an ear, glasses sit askew. Once an appendage snaps off, odds are it won’t be snapping back on. Also, I found it tragic to study a man who cares about a homeless, hungry boy but has to explain that he likes girls. Maybe he should have said something like this, “I like girls to like me. I don’t really like girls. I just think they are pretty. Like flowers. When I bump into a girl, I break her. Don’t walk behind me barefoot, you’ll hurt yourself on the trail of broken flowers.”