TAPES 2
Dedicated to emotional
imperfections
(Written in 1995)




The rocks are barely worn

By the passage of water

Except over milleniums of time;

So we are barely changed

By the passage of our lives

As time goes merrily by;

We don't care to stay the same

But neither do we care

Very much to change;

And life goes painfully by.



I sit here listening

To a reunion of Fleetwood Mac

As they sing, "Yesterday's gone"

Reminding me that nothing

Ever truly changes.

"Don't stop thinking about tomorrow,

It will soon be here. . .

It'll be better than before. . .

Don't you look back;"

If only I could believe it will be better.