Update
Or, The This That Is Just In, Should That That Be Nearly Out
My friend for so long, this is me here, to you
This isn’t meant to be heard in another’s voice
This here and now is between just us two:
Our only always way too short of a time
In not mere product of chance event so much
As it is of our conscious choice ——
History does not repeat so much
But events most certainly rhyme
& if things get insane, disjoint, out of touch
(If nothing else I hope this gets through)
Rememer that you, you, here & now, are enough,
Enough over which to rejoice ——
Every time I remember I rejoice anew.
a poem by a Faust to a friend, January 19th, 2022
