Thursday, March 13, 2008

a liquid pledge

if he knew he had 15 minutes until all matter turned to dust

he'd spend the first 8 minutes with his children
Raining hugs and praise before sending them with their friends
to explore their world for their last 7 minutes
then 3 minutes to eat a fruit and write a poem for her to read
and spend the final four lying naked
Listening to her talk of whatever comes to mind
staring into her eyes until the wind took them away

he knows all matter will turn to dust but he doesn't know when
so he listens to the news