FOREVER

FOREVER

Time, like love

(The terrestrial kind
That is)

Is purely subjective

THE KEY

THE KEY

It doesn’t matter
Unless you make it matter
It’s always Chooseday

SKYMAKER

SKYMAKER

Sadness. Joyfulness.
Who is it that entertains
These fleeting pastels?

SIMPLY ATTITUDE

SIMPLY ATTITUDE

The optimist says death
Is just as good as life is
The pessimist says death
Is just as bad as life is
Choice is a wondrous gift
To be sure, to be sure

I BELIEVE

I BELIEVE

I believe
Through my experience

Though my perception
Of that experience

Is in itself no more
In the final end

Than my faith
That my perception

Of my experience
Is worthy of trust

PURBLIND

PURBLIND

Remember
The stuff you see
Is just
The stuff you see

INTERIOR DECORATORS

INTERIOR DECORATORS

Let us paste
This word and that
Upon the cracks
Of our experience

I SEE

I SEE

Here we are
Once we were
Meanwhile
We dither

BELIEFS

BELIEFS

Pictures of pictures
Are all we have to work with
Yet are the painter

THE LOTTERY

THE LOTTERY

Let go, my sister
After all, we are already (t)here

Meanwhile, of course
We carry on with the immediate

Accompanied by those
We have decided to imagine

Those precious few whom we love
Those we are fortunate to have imagined