things that i never told HER
i never said that SHE had contributed to my
reawakening to life scenes although
clearly it was HER light that drew me out from myself, my own deception, my quiet
surrender
i never mentioned the word influence when
HER image demanded my mind’s tribute an unconditional
occupation whose stimulus
left me depleted and dependent and elated
i never honored my desolations or temptations or
brought forth emptiness i kept
my inner nothing
well within myself
i never told HER that
i cannot live without
HER
because of course I can
and I unremarkably am i just don’t
understand how
SHE so easily
can breath
can sing
can live
without
me
Tripping In The Abstract 
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