12.06.2010

a poem in 2 directions







It starts at the end




and then i died

and things rolled out in a manner stately and punctuated
as they do

first principles vibrate             in the dark
what echoes is not failure but regret

might as well live
live well

so much unsolutioned
but why not?

life bracketed in love
was always the goal

you next to me
my eyes open



& it begins here 1st