the only true and real moment

 


if I fall, let me lie
there in the
dirt and drink
it in like a thirsty
man needing
water

if I hate, let it be
pure and holy like
the eyes of a saint
beholding a
slaughtered
lamb

if I love, forgive
me, then turn
away with
disgust

if I die, erase my .
name from the sky,
then forget about
me

if I cry, laugh at
me, then tell
me that sorrow
is a clown burning
in effigy of
waste

if I dream, awaken
me and I will share
with you photograph's
of damnation
 
if I need comfort,
abandoned me
to the stillness
of entropy

if I want silence,
scream at me
until the mirror
shatters and all
reflections are
used up

it I lie, believe in
me like the belly
of the dead believes
it will never be
full again

the only true and real
moment is the moment
that is happening right
now

between
us