by Frank Cavano
Photography by Luke McGinty
Shall we wish to live forever live forever, body
bound with feet stuck in the sand and dream the
ever changing dream, as is our nature, with wisp
of cloud held tightly in each hand and count the
days as parading golden treasures ‘tho too soon
each tick or tock these separate selves demand?
Shall we wish to live forever live forever; next
time a better individuality, no longer subsisting
on meager bread and water but feasting now on
fancy cakes and tea? Would happiness be forever
our companion while strangers, for lack of our
compassion, succumbed across the snarling sea?
Shall we wish to live forever live forever? Dare
I guess what you would say? No, but as for me
I carve future from my past and mistake the Night
for Day. And so I trust we are One Spirit and that
time, that half-welcomed guest, was made but to
deceive and we forever are Eternal Spirit’s sleeve.
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