548 days
not a second to write
but you’re first today
morning thought, bedtime swan song
will you sing me to sleep every night?
half a thousand and then some
sum of us an infinite
game you told me i play
once upon a time
(you play too)
day by day
tell me again in tomorrow’s tomorrows
we’ve sorrows and joys
up our sleeves, this house
of leaves is sinuous and light
inked skin, bright, begging
for stories more
we can write one about
octopuses, butterland, the adventures of
when ketchup and fries meet their owner’s hand
and back to this tree
with leaves
stories
one for a thousand more pages
and then some too
what’s the sum of everything?
a question for the ages i want
to answer with you