We're still here. It seems hopeless, but it's not.
It feels real good to take another good,
deep, long breath sometimes. Listen loud to a
little Tom Petty. It's a Friday kind
of thing. I've got to return that book to
the library today. I like going
in there because it seems sane as soon as
you step through. There are lots of safe even
places like that, where you just go, ah, the
minute you feel truly part of. Bookstores.
Art museums. Parks. If this is all a
made up dream, we need to find out what it
is we can do about it. Spruce it up
some. Add a few cool touches of our own
here and there. Sadly some of my best friends
have forever disappeared into their
passing through this life. I miss them. We used
to have so much great fun being alive
together. We had the most amazing
adventures every day. We were open
to it. Now that kind of consistency
seems hard to find. John can't believe I'm still
writing poems. Mark's afraid of his own
neighbors because of the nasty signs they
keep planted on their front lawns. He's got a
point. I have a lawn. It drives me crazy.
Even the flowers on the porch demand
I take their order for another glass
of water twice a day. I love their bright
colorful responses though, I have to
admit. We kept our arms open wide. We
kept our minds wide open, too. That's how we
survived being poor. We shared. Now I have
my dog, curled up on his blanket, under
my chair, as I write. In my room. In my
house. All that 'my' business. I'm not sure
if that's not what's making me feel so sick.
Did I feel the need to own so much stuff?
Pink Floyd were right, wish you were here, because
that would be enough for me now. Goodbye,
I say hello, the Beatles sang, and it
mattered more than anything else around
us. Now here we are being sucked into
a history we didn't believe could
ever happen again. It's up to you.
You and your pals need to remember how
to make it better. You know the answer.
It hasn't changed. It's timeless. Give what you
wish to be given. It 'll work, no matter
how long it takes you, it will be worth it.