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does this mean that I can stay? May 26

provided, you are for real
provided, all the things I forget are still in my head, somewhere

I can excuse these mirages, which are teasing me.
I can excuse companies who appear out of nowhere
just in time for their IPO,
I can excuse the fact
that you and me are apart for an instant
and life is so short
that water feels like referandum.

Bubbles rise up the lake and
phenomenons are unexplainable,
walking down this road, avoiding friends,
clothesline-wishlist out drying in the sun…

I need to stand straight, my spinal cord erect
as if nothing ever happened
as if everything is the same thing
muttered through different lips
I can successfully be ignorant, innocent,
even in times like these.

Be a robot which knows the meta-value of content-objects
but not meaning.