living in
the sunset of my life
it is time to learn
to love darkness.
orange sun touching
the horizon is very
beautiful, but no command
from the chairman
of the corporation
or a scurrying team of doctors
will ever
call it back.
concerned with permutating spheres
& spectral anomalies, astronomers
do not notice the golden transit
of the sun & the edge of
the sky... & businessmen are
too preoccupied with worry &
becoming rich.
i am trying to make contact
with my soul
& kiss my heart
for so many
days of wonder.
i want to call all my friends to
tell them i will be saving a seat on the cosmic ferris
wheel just for
them.
maybe we’ll want to talk or be
silent or just hold hands as
the
earth & sun spin round &
round, no longer
marking
time.
dying is an act of
the imagination.
leaping out of an airplane
with or without a parachute
you naturally learn
to fly.