again, an unsurrender
as the ways increase
to light a soft asunder.
encounter a joint divine
serving sweetest wines
of want unimaginable,
to be a knower within
an uncreated creation
waiting for your sign.


tomorrow perhaps you'll go,
they've been their forever,
tomorrow's alright with them.


(for me i wonder why
these bodies couldn't fly
but could be lifted by
the please of now children)