When I 
write be
it for
about and
even to
it’s me
whispering to 
an ear
which will 
never hear 

Having had 
once this 
and not 
now I 
think not 
is better 
for having 
means had
except to
those who 
have not 
and so
goes the 
silly little 
flower game 

Forever is
forever long
forever isn’t 
a time 
or place 
forever does
never doesn’t 
forever outlasts 
better or 
even best
for forever 
is boundless 
and aimless 
and full 
of uncertainty 
and compromise 
but never 
is forever 
again forever 
for each 
of us 
ever has 
only one 

If he wants 
to be friends 
we’ll be friends 
if he wants 
to be more 
we’ll be more 
and if it’s 
nothing then nothing 
we will be 
for nothing with 
him is still 
better than being 
just about anything

When one 
flame splits
into two 
they diminish 
yet they
brighten more 
and isn’t 
this precisely 
what is
meant for 
a flame 
to do