Month: September 2021

I Find You Not

I find you not in fields of prose
nor in streets of force-ed rhyme
I find you not in endless space
or in the cloudy haze of time.

I find you not inside the rose
nor in the birds that sing
I find you not upon the breeze
but in each and every thing.

I dare not look into the sun
and suffer it’s golden glare
for I fear I would go blind
upon finding you there.

I find you not in senses sweet
nor in pains that burn
I find you in each fired synapse
in every twist and turn.

I find you not, for I seek you not
like breathing in the air
a serenade I’ve ne’er forgot
you are always there.

Tomorrow

sing a song like Yoko Ono
and dance like Stephen Fry
tell a joke like the next James Bond
for tomorrow you may die, may die
for tomorrow you may die.

drink like The Pope at Easter
eat up your humble pie
then sleep it off on pay TV
for tomorrow you may die, may die
yes tomorrow you may die.

write down your prayers for gods to read
by lamplight in the sky
but implore them not for answers
as tomorrow you may die, may die
yes tomorrow you will die.