Saturday, July 2, 2016

Nothing Is Lost

Sometimes we lose our glasses
on our foreheads.
That should tell you something.

As for the people that died,
situations that fell apart, or,
were abandoned,
knowledge we can't remember,
loves that walked out the door
and never came back,
our lovely car towed 
away after the accident,
let alone the bleeding,
Clara-bell saying "Goodbye, kids!"
on the last Howdy Doody show,
the only words he ever uttered,
the odd space shuttle explosion,
the goodness of Twain, Will Rogers,
all the poets, Ashoka and his edicts,
Buddha, that dreamer Christ, JFK...

I just remembered all this right now.
That should tell you something


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