Lion and lamb, lover and fiend
Steam and shine, fine and crude
Through this and more I would careen
To be to you what you’re to me-
Sweet fantasy, from dreams removed.

If you could be anyone at all
And walk any path
Who would you be?
If you could see the world
As it is
What would you see?
If you were me
And I were you
What would I dream?
Of love and confusion?
Of untidy rooms lazily
Letting the days pass by?
Of the end of the world
Or at least the end
Of a world?
Or maybe someplace better.
If it didn't end would there be more?
Or would it all mean less
When the mornings never end?
If life wasn't brief
Would the immortals be seeking
The fountain of sleep?
Whether it's meaningful
Or meaningless
It may be better
Than what it isn't.

As you stay in the past
It grows,
But you don't.

Forget remembering.