it is true
that every moment
passed
is here in this one
in my life
that every moment to come
buttresses this one
is already
besides being
to come
it is true
like all else is true
the empty candy wrapper
the trophy the honor roll
the girl who didn't show
the guy who punched out your brother
the love of your slowly-silenced life
pleasure sure isn't overwhelming
but i'll take it
pain too
i won't fight about it
(it is true
if i had stayed on in new york
my sons would never have been)
born to die
that every moment of my life
lives in them
as it lives in me
it lives in you too
buttresses us
with all the fuss and bother
of intimate acquaintance
chance encounter
words remembered
born to die
perpetuity
is a dirty word
immortality ruse
for after
i
there is no more
before
i
there was nothing
and
i
am infinite waves of the everwideningsea
the water murders
the water floats us on to the dharma
buoys like gnats
beacons sins
the dharma
is nothing
nothing is nothing
is
is nothing
but this, this uncalculated unadorned rush of the waters and the spray
today yesterday tomorrow
i
we
call it love
i love you
i love all of my days you keep safe inside
i love the light that touches your smile
i love the face that smiles
i love the weight of your problems
i love how you try
i love your cradle
love your tombstone
love all the fucked-up stupid days and ways and all the i's
love yours and mine
love what we share
love
i create and kill
with all the ragged days that will be swept into the silent bin
all the within the plodding ploys all the rainbow's tears
all the was and will be
all this nothing loves you
asks you to forgive
i was am to come
nothing
nothing
nothing
i share with the nothing world
rocking me in the nothing cradle
lowered to the nothing grave
the nothing prayers i was taught
left to echo
nowhere
let me share my toys
these words are
bad habits
i won't break
they are in your life now
they tell me
keep your lamps trimmed and burning
as the grey halo silences the quick
jumps for the TV
tokes it up
ah the ocean
water does no wrong
we are all water
But there was good in that. He hit me with the heavy truth. You bring up a child to die.
----- Gregory Corso, quoted in JACK'S BOOK, speaking of Jack Kerouac
� 2004 by john e
