You Just Know

There is no transition
Nor will there be.
You are one then the other
Without separation.

He appeared from the darkness
A little guy in a dusty coat.
I gave him a twenty
And it threw me into life.
He skipped away
Back into the gloom.
What did he say?
He said something
I could not follow.

I am going back to the party
Where the joy of being remains.
I left when the time came
But time is gone again.

She said, "I do not understand the words that you write.”
I rejoined, "I do not understand the paintings that you create.
Maybe we can teach our selves to grasp a different heart."

Say hello.
Say good-bye.
Some things you know.

There is no transition
Nor will there be.
You are one then the other
Without translation.

I can only go as fast
As the guy in front.
I see his lights flash red
Indecisive
Slowed to crawling.
We tandem await freer movement
Larger space.

Should I pass him by,
Breathe the free air,
See the sun shine clean, full viewed,
Sense the freedom,
Feel the blood flow
Quick with the excitement
Of an unrestricted world?

There is no transition
Nor will there be.
You are one then the other
Without explanation.

Welcome to Denver,
She said in the message
Passed along by the man
Behind the desk
As I checked into the
Kona resort.
How did she know
When I had held the secret
Guarded in quiet dread
Of this moment
Which had to come?
I am such a bad liar
And knew better.

Some things you know.

On the left half
Of a sloping granite headstone
On a febrile grassy plot
Are carved beneath my name and dates --
"This ain't me in this old overcoat.
I'm in inspiration!"
Over the other half of the stony face -- "Your Name Here."

There is no transition
Nor will there be.
You are one then the other
Without expiation.
Some things you know just the same.