Yatra Or the Art of Distraction
before you forgot me
I forgot you
stopping for 'STOP LOSS'
on this stage to stand alone
persistent anonymous
we're almost there
- ground zero -
never out of position when so often
there isn't one
we imagined we were at John 'n Yoko's Montreal
BED-IN ~ "giving peace a chance"
you could live your whole life lost like that
IN-BED
we sought beaches, white water
'n hummingbirds galore
a cerulean blue morpho at the butterfly gardens
of Costa Rica
adventure therapy from sea to bed: a slippery
place where the faithful prey for abundance 'n grace
in the shadow of depression
the race to the finish-line was often
an obstacle course: collectible 'n historical
forever blue, remembering I'd forgotten you
but found you a hundred, a thousand times
beyond the ability to remember or express
my love
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