a total lack
Well, we’re alive. Which means so much-everything
and also nothing much, if you stop to chew on it
That picture of you two, smiling
with the sun in the background, dying.
That sun that you can’t see anymore, the whole thing
the way, even, that we’ve learned how to freeze time
in a picture and (now, lately) send that picture
everywhere at once, so a million people the world over
look and smile (at the same time).
that whole thing makes me dizzy, leaves me a total lack
of vocality and vocabulary and, therefore, speechless
at slippery enigmatic time, the way I’m not the first
or the second or the third to wish for magic, wish
we knew a way to slow it down speed it up make it stop fix it or
the first to say or think about the strangeness of this
loss of (gain of) faith (of speech of sight of bleeding sides)
but we’ll take it, even just a cheap imitation, snapshot-sight
of a moment that I’ll never live is enough to make me shout
shout about it, if this is what life is, this is something, alright.
and also nothing much, if you stop to chew on it
That picture of you two, smiling
with the sun in the background, dying.
That sun that you can’t see anymore, the whole thing
the way, even, that we’ve learned how to freeze time
in a picture and (now, lately) send that picture
everywhere at once, so a million people the world over
look and smile (at the same time).
that whole thing makes me dizzy, leaves me a total lack
of vocality and vocabulary and, therefore, speechless
at slippery enigmatic time, the way I’m not the first
or the second or the third to wish for magic, wish
we knew a way to slow it down speed it up make it stop fix it or
the first to say or think about the strangeness of this
loss of (gain of) faith (of speech of sight of bleeding sides)
but we’ll take it, even just a cheap imitation, snapshot-sight
of a moment that I’ll never live is enough to make me shout
shout about it, if this is what life is, this is something, alright.