
Jim Dine
create them
receive reality
gone is fantasy
when real
measured pain
overshadowed dreams
we all seem to fall
when afterward
rise again we are told
that is the tangent
makes me grow old
I once knew a feeling
now only tears
managing to express
seems an endless roadblock
a new life
a sojourn
alone again
always a wonder
if when
why
Love
is a funny word
a verb too
mean …
forever,
and a noun
that states
you are a clown
if you believe in
love.