big boy

hey little man

get up and going

to see the day

make it to night

and wake up in the morning

with curtains closed

and haze of the battle

between sun and dark

storming outside and inside

onto the

floating worlds of dustmotes

like yours

where there is

no one to say

hey little man

get up and going

except yourself

today

tonight

tomorrow

*

it is quite boring

these days

to be afraid of boredom

*

art lasts

for it gives

back life

by taking it away

in moments of not good enough

keep practicing

you’ll get there

by starting here

and lasting

*

it is known

that so many

love

without knowing

love

and this is

either the most lovely fact

in the world

or the saddest

that leads people

to the unknown