All Tomorrows

we revelled in the cold autumn rain that pattered all night through our open bedroom window: the lime taste of oxygen but suddenly the sky sweeps in from Meknes spreads blue hot chalk over god-forsaken Lisbon urburbs the asphalt crawling with gross fat black glistening princess ants princesses in life-and-death quests for the promised life the promised home they were entitled to blind to future com promises they make me sick to the bone stick to my trousers, to the windshield as I myself turn gradually into no thing boiling away on the hot autumn asphalt so in the stone blue distance let us hide in grounded old aeroplanes in the museum of flight before I vanish for good let me hide my hideous shrinking head in the warm Bedouin tent of the gentle cup of your hands where I know you will love me as I grow senile and evaporate I love you for so much more than this

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A hundred years on, I mummify Under pinetree and cyprest and Children cloaked in 3D twirling Unseeable, unfathomable bliss So I grow older imperceptably With each further quarter-hour Drowning in the breathtaking Fragrancy of pine-sap oozing From the autumn heat of Lisbon My sight and my aging trapped in Hot golden amber Wish you were here Your perfect smile To kiss sense into me

in the deep compost of the past on which we've grown tall and cannot grow back limbs lost step on it until it's compact until it's opaque until you grow into the very sky it's summer again

a re-poled sphere, for thus we speak our thumbs minutely asunder with sparks and ether and miniature thunder our hapless clay faces, the quake that we seek but nothing ever shall come about nothing shall trouble our hives cowards in white and white and white we spit drink

unnamed urge of fists of fights of flights in dreams in sleep that cuts out of me this blur into white in nights that merge into days that merge into a stream a decreasing count of tomorrows get me while

let us hold hands and cross the border on foot take a dusty bus to the next unnamed town let us be nameless under the sun strangers to all but each other

no beliefs left no god, no guidance, no universe nothing but the DNA machine that I am and all the unstoppable things that I have set in motion that keep me in unstoppable motion a handful of years left before the end so how to find the only thing that matters? how to find Now and you in it?