Back and forth
like a playground swing.
The continual force of universal power,
keeping you from slipping away.
It's all fun and games
until you fall hard.

A little girl once said to me

" You say your fine, but your eyes

make you look dead inside. "

And then I got scared,

Thinking she new what was wrong,

But then I remembered to lie,

And all my problems were gone.

I closed my eyes and heard a call
of curtain rise or curtain fall

then wind in sail, through stormy squall
I pierced a veil beyond the wall

back to the womb, I lived reverse
to birth from tomb, conveyed by hearse

this wilted bloom, with shroud supplied
smelled of perfume: formaldehyde.

I often think of the words Ellen Everett left behind.
"If you're looking for forever
I'll take the batteries out of my clock so that we'll be stuck inside this moment, as if time really stopped!
I would tell you I love every second, except here seconds do not exist! So I'll say ' I love you ' with each breath, each smile, with each kiss! And when I die you can crank your watch, restart the clocks, begin the time and know that we were infinite in the moment that you were mine...