were the words,
and the words were—
because I say so.
Since then, the gossip
has only gotten
hotter
here on Earth, and
the discourse
has taken a turn
towards
the interrogative.
*
Who here
doesn't want to
live forever,
cross-examine the essence
of nebulae,
ride upon
your anger
in the solar wind
of deep
acceptance?
*
As usual, the question,
as worded,
makes the whole thing sound
sordid and crude.
And the answer
has not been to affirm,
or to defer;
it's really,
all along, just been
a question
of your attitude.
