And then there’s
eyesight and then
there is vision
one imagines while
the other creates
I imagined you
and you in
turn created us
And that one
beach day I
imagined a city
made of sand
and while I
sat in shade
you baked in
sun building it
this is what
a relationship is
and neither one
of us is
ever less but
rather effortlessly slide
between being the
painter and painting
Category: Life
Stuff
It’s coming
it’s coming
the sunrise
night sky
sleepily opens
like your
eyes arms
and as
day starts
night stops
and this
becomes stuff
dreams make
Kite (to Muenster🪁)
I moved from where
I was to where
I am for only
one thing to be
near my best friend
We’d met many decades
before when just boys
but even then we
knew the strength of
the string that connects
the kite to ground
it may be long
and may fly high
may get tangled and
may even get lost
but always comes home
eventually to fly again
Emergence
And finally after
my walk through
the wilderness and
finally after my
journey through the
needle’s eye and
finally after I
accepted my humility
after many years
I finally emerged
feeling a hot
shower and clean
clothes and sighed
thinking how good
normal finally feels
Later
What to write
what to write
when there’s nothing
left to say
when nothing inspires
me sitting here
finally admitting my
lack of passion
I stumble back
into the bedroom
lift the covers
pulling you close
now the match
has been struck
igniting my flame
rats
if only my
typewriter could fit
in the bed
later my friends
