The little pieces
reverberating

carries more than a share.


I knew nothing
until I knew

the terminal part of you.


        She continues dreaming
     in stage 4 of REM. The acquisition
        of all known things
    is built on fragility.

             Harsh realities stay as nothing
             and memories are all we have.


             He sips an empty cup
     m m m... pretends it's wine.

        He looks at her that way.
        

   How mighty fine we are
   to see the fullness of things.