I only just realized
what joy can be—
It is a small thing,
I think,

In the back office
at the bank,
If you leave the chair canted
towards the south window,
the sun will warm the small
blue seat around 11:45

It has always been
such an inconsequential thing to me
always out of reach—

But it’s there,
A quarter before noon
every day.

I can distract myself
Long enough
To forget how much I love you
Until it’s 2 AM
And my restless thoughts
Echo your name.

The water rushes over her feet
And carries her away
On this dark
And stormy day
And her friends
They scream and shout and cry
As she tells
The world goodbye

I feel an overwhelming love for myself and for you
I hope you can feel it too

Not knowing, where the universe begins
Or how far, the darkness extends
Can one know, where it actually ends

How do you
Forgive yourself
For all the
Things that
You never
Became?

Regrettably
Time
Doesn't
Alter
Reality

A
mild earthquake,
a shake
made me to think
Is it
we all living
on a gaint animal
as a parasite....