Meaninglessness’ Fullness 2008

         Meaninglessness’ Fullness

Beauty everywhere.

Non-sexual,

I see it in my aging girlfriends’

Lips, hair, mascara-ed eye,

A kilo lost or gained;

New bit of jewelry.

I see, I see.

The little beauty.

In the forest (where I live)

The fallen tree,

The taken ‘way,

The dead revealing a new ray

Of light,

New chance

To see the lake that’s usually

Hidden.

Beautiful.

My alcoholic friend rings everyday

And sings me songs;

(An excellent, former, rather famous

Bassist; agoraphobic, life in ruins,

Helpless in the everyday,

Yet gentle, funny.

Though he might die any day,

The small songs show his beauty

In the meaninglessness.

 

© Meaninglessness’ Fullness 3.9.2008

Circling Round Reality; I is Always You Is We;

Small Stories Book; Special People, Special Occasions;

Arlene Corwin

 

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