"She...she. . .
loves me!

He says it just
- like that!

As if he had practiced it
and had got it

- down pat!

Or as if he were saying:
"Pass the coffee ***."

Or as if...
...I didn't!

I watch him
distorted in the coffee pat

a short stout man
a little man with a long face.

I want to laugh but
I have lost my laughter.

"My...sister! My...twin!...The *****!"

"Go!" I tell him "...just: go!"

He: went.

She felt like an android
or replicant rather..

She thought of her
self now

in the( "Absurd!" )3rd
person singular

as if she had fallen
out of her self.

He: gone.

All those moments
lost in time

making love to Wagner's
Tannhäuser

( screaming the house down )

always his laughter
her music

stars dancing over
the Bridge of Sighs.

A Santa incredulously
in a gondola

singing Santa Lucia.

"So...
me d'oh!"
she hummed.

This the little song
of her self.

"So mi doh!"

trying to keep its head
above the floodwaters

of belief.

Bladerunner rewound 99 times
to that END.

All those moments
...lost in time

like( cough)tears

in a glass of
red wine.

Mind control is fun, and by far, more powerful than any gun......

"I want this to last forever.”
And there it was forever.
Why is it difficult to understand that
Nothing lasts forever?
Why can’t we be happy for the moment?
Why can’t we embrace the moment
And forget the future?
Why can’t we be grateful for what we have right now?
Why can’t we make these moments count?
Why can’t we be happy for now?
Why does it have to last forever?
The joy of the moment is not measured with time,
But with memories.
Let’s live these moments in a way that
These moments stay with us forever.
Remember only thing that lasts forever is the fact that
Nothing lasts forever.

Farewell.
It was real nice.
But it will never be.
It was just a small illusion.
Goodbye.

Take care.
You will be missed.
I enjoyed your beauty.
I did enjoy your company.
Leave me.

Safe paths.
I did like you.
But my feelings end now.
Why fool myself if you'll be gone?
Just go.

Toodles.
See you never.
Or in another time.
Good bye my sweet piece of heaven.
You're gone.

Today met yesterday
a little too early this morning
Sleep still floating in my eyes
like clouds in the skies
hesitant to clamor open;
not at all eager to embrace the day
Eager more to slumber the quiet away
Weekends are hard, harder I think
This time then, before she left
we would be planning an adventurous trip
Midland, Abilene, Dallas perhaps
A getaway to simply relax
and treasure every moment spent together
Today baseball game, and then another
a city kids event and movie later
Another day with the kids
but without you
Miss you mom,
today, everyday

Crow at my window
Cawing, calling:
Come into the richness
Of the forest.

His call is tempting.