Tuesday, August 24, 2010

faust's poem to yoko

thank you, you're welcome or love





you

who have been

there with me

before i was here

only already knowing the impossible thing,

the unbearable

thing that freezes time

knowing there is a way out

you know a way

out the only

way out is through

our reflections of others

in which scene we are seen in

in which seen we are seeming in which sea we are

seeing

ourselves

our sense of the future

is there where


nothing else could endure


our sense of tomorrow alone abides




























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