for ever takes
and somewhere - i know it was in there- just not where, maybe only some, or sum or rather i wish i could, could communicate that this moment is more than just a sum, that today is someday and it is also some time and it is also no time and it is all yesterday and it is also and it is also and it is also more than whatever was the matter and it is exactly the matter for whatever is the matter and the matter is each individual piece and sometimes I believe i am the matter and sometimes i believe i am the mater but i know i am more than the matter and less than the matter for i am a day and i am a mourning and i am a morning and i am a joyous - no less than momentous - breath of sweet sweet condensation, for which i have no remorse - for which i have everything but regret for which i have regret for everything but today! is now and today is no and today is known and today is unknown and i am today for i am yesterday and i am unknown and i am known and sometimes i catch glimpses of yesterday in the mirror and it is sweet and it is suddenly today, for how would it be possible to witness something that is less than this exultant now. someday i hope to worship. someday i hope to love, someday i hope to speak a word of wisdom, someday i hope to speak a word of love, for i have love for i love for love i love and for love i worship - not myself ! surely! but you for you are me and i am you and we sit down to supper together every night and pick our brains , such sweet delicacies! such delicate sweetness. each thought is a tender fruit, and the juice of it beads your brow, with such consternation we dine on each other; strangers to desire, strangers to now, strangers for love, strangers for ever. for ever we lick our lips in the face of this rolling future. for ever is not a delineation of time, but rather to worship ever because we have defeated enough and all we have left is ever, and ever will sustain us, and ever is the only thought we have grown. for ever is such a sweet notion, but takes