The Everlasting

 

There’s nothing wrong with an affection for old-fashioned

 

interpersonal connections, for the slow-unrolling moment.

 

It’s okay to edge back from a jaded outlook

 

and not want to skip the kissing. The world barely changes,

 

then it comes to spin too fast, so the everlasting

 

mystery blurs from acceleration.

 

The missing component is anticipation.

 

Try it, it’s delicious, hopeful,

 

better, best in real time, unabridged.

 

 

 

 

r h p   h o m e

 

 

T o d d   M e r c e r


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