Eternity is not never-ending ever-lasting
It is in the stillness
In walls, in fences in liminal spaces
Traps, clocks, a tired engine
Longing for rest against the watch
A desperate soul pleas for a pause
Remember when the virgin rock and the statues came to stop
Stay under – go beneath
Til sun will wet the frost
And fog make fogginess for us
Muddy the visions for our innocence
Til the tide approach
Clean the beach for new feet to print the sand
And walk amongst the rock
Long to test the clock with swords of light
Great neon beams into the nothing
Press the chest into the watch and test the stop
I have seen nothing yet
I have not
But I have not lost all of my want
I possess the curiousness
You have seen nothing yet
Little fawn
Leg caught on the traps
Of secret and confessional paths
Conversations through the wall
Privy to darkened blackened thought
Of other animals
Long to test the traps
Would little ankles snap
Dialogues still cease to stop
Come neon lights and burn the fog
When the virgin rock
The statues come to stop
Eternity be
Of an evening overseen
On a moment in between or underwhelming
I have misunderstood
The ever-lasting experience
Of girlkind and humanhood
You have seen nothing yet
Eternity is so much less than I had thought
A long withstanding single moment
An unacknowledged act
A leg caught on the trap
And would the ankle snap
To free the snare from the fawn
Or free the thought from the clock
Come neon light and burn the frozen fog
Lift the mist for our wisdom
Preserve our innocence
The visions cease to stop
The will to want it never rocks
When the virgin rock
The statues come to stop
It is not a profound concept
More likely to be found
In the falling down of hair
The movement slow or fast through thickened air
That we may see true the shapes
And real the time the action takes
For great movements to be made
Longing for rest against the watch
We wait until the minute passes
And surely it does as it always has done
But this does not quieten our widening eyes -our broadening smiles
Or put an end to our quest
To unearth truth and bury lies
Nor dampen the life inside of our heads
Nor the need for the stopping of the passing of the moments
Do not be afraid of silent places
Do not wait for eternal gates to open
Patience is outdated here
The secrets of the ages tell all else
But you have seen nothing yet
You have seen nothing yet
It may be time soon to celebrate
Our strandedness in the liminal space
Put a word to each new object here
And make a face to end all faces
A face to face the questioning
And a smile for the coming spring
If spring is here what spring was before
And a step into a new direction
A look to stop the suffering
Return the bullet to its owner
Place the sword back in the stone
It may be soon but may be quite long
(I cannot tell you)
All the signs I see point wrong
We have seen nothing yet
And you have seen nothing yet
And you have not lost your spirit
Think of the morning
For what tomorrow will bring ya
Think of the cities
Think of the bricks and the walls
The forty foot tall
Think of the lake and the swans
And the bread broken for our sins and our wishes
Think back to the days
Of nothing to do
And too much to wish for
Come neon lights
And burn the fog
Let the virgin rock
And let the statues come to stop
Let us go back and forth
Between what was and what is
We have not seen anything yet
In Humankind and in Girlhood.
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