Stop Infinity

One world ends as
My sister clanks her spoon against the bowl
There is no ice cream left in that bowl.
A new world begins in the moment she wants more.

Some days
My mother asks me to sit with her on our deck.
My sister clanks the spoon against the bowl as we sit.
I ponder the failing day
Every sunset is the same I think,
Always beautiful in a slightly different way.

Some nights as we stare into the horizon
My father boards an airplane
And a night becomes a lonely work week in some exotic place
He returns into the same sunset he left
And when he returns
he will spend lonely listless weeks
at home instead of away

Dawn Dies and darkness lays bare
the lies
I conjure.
New lives
Take shape and
Tumble out of control
A world of mine dies as I juggle
And drop identities
Like sunsets

Like the sun,
My father returns to the beat and rhythm of
This world
And the sun begrudingly returns to cheer the
Solemn face of the earth
She cries and cries
For human lives are ascetic and insipid
Devoid of feeling or faith
Or fantasy

one world ends fatally
We become you and I
Apart, forget it, never
I miss you but I’ll wont't say so
One world begins as a he and she awaken
In separate rooms and beds
At separate hours and to lives juxtaposed but no longer
Intertwined

A word ends when it is used too often
the realm of collective unconscious
leaks the vernacular terribly
A word begins as a baby is born
And screams
Somnolent sobs speak languages that make
More sense than English.


Lo! Infinity stops and the clocks have been beaten
Into the end of the end of the end of sunsets
Into the end of the end of clanking spoons against bowls
The end of fathers returning
end of me and you
Of the cycle we have created
The sun will not rise again for
One word makes the world like do or die and
One world destroys the written word like yours or mine