The Importance of Living

I was going to write some serious
and exploratory thing about Relationships beyond Ownership
but to hell with it.

Since I don't know about that,
but I do know about this,
I'll write about this.

This = the importance of living.

I happen to be weird and very lucky.


I think death is great.

You are born.
You live.
You die.

Three miracles in a row,
and always in that order.

So glorious,
and death is the wild card, eh,
the sweet lover who says:
get it now,
because now is all you can count on.

And what is it to get
now.

Life.
Get it that we are alive
in this glorious moment.

And this one, too.

And the universe is big.

And there may be others out
there
and there may be angels and fairies
and qoozies and woozies
but in this neighborhood
there are people and plants and trees and a creek and some
air
and some sky
and a bunch of cars
and some bridges
and it's just so f...ing
glorious

So, there you go,
Texas after a rain we've been waiting
for the last three months:
it'll bring the lover and the liver
out in us all,
and
then again:
no matter how shitty the day
our mood
the circumstances,
we are in the middle
of the great

born
live
die

cycle.

that's important.

you can have your miracle
and sense love and live it too

good