pulling drops into my
infinite ocean of
mortality through a
cotton filter

the cost is clear
and true but
out of mind
for out of sight

pouring buckets into
her dark opaque lake
container inscribed
"I love you"

this habit's cost
never will I face
out of sight
out of mind

I walk into the rain-forest
and I scream
"I guess I'm more
human than I thought"

taking souvenirs
dropping Kodak moments
I wish to forget
out of sight