Fifty Year Ditty
if I told you I was an alien… as a reason why… that would make more sense
probably
to you & me both
I am almost dead now; I hope you’re well
flowers, children
tea, dogs and other organic matter will sing differently to you when I’m gone
if not, wait a wee while
take note of those little handcrafted universes. japanese steel. sinker redwood tops. colourful socks. ireland
invest heavily in them
stand still only when you’ve heard all the ancient lineaments ringing out in pubs around the world
make some time to see In The Mood For Love
we’re not meant for anything more than that.