Cleanliness isn’t just 
the act of
cleaning or of
being clean it
is also the 
achievement of clarity 
when things are 
clean they will 
also be clear 
and with clear 
also comes understanding 

Dipping my finger 
in the ash
all that’s left 
of life lived 
I draw lines 
of long black 
scoop and smudge 
I make outlines 
and let others 
color in same 
making their art
out of me 

The day went 
like a big
brother with friends 
I tagged along
a little shrimp
thinking that I 
was big but 
ran I had 
to do to
just keep up 
lost I did
my way as
he disappeared behind 
the clouds and 
beneath the mountains 
and I home 
again and alone 
where is he 
on the other 
side of the 
world being dawn

This being then
when my someday 
has finally come 
back when I 
didn’t know where
and trusting in
in the what
I’d never imagined 
it would be 
just like this 
then like that
trust in things 
you can’t see

Now I think 
that I know 
what souls feel 
once freed from 
their body’s chains 
because I should 
care and yet
I don’t care 
one little bit 
I’m looking forward 
in fact to 
the moment when 
I don’t remember 
any of this 
and that’s when 
all this why
won’t even matter