Permanence


Impermanence is the one

                  permanence

like reflections of acidic lakes.

               OH Mercy

                     in

     mini Kabuki theater

    Filled with God and poetry,

     Bob Dylan stares at us from

                      white wars

         and bookshelves.

   Soft accordions

                   Blur dances of sure posters.

   He sits in paisley, she in salmon

               guitarre in hand

           hand in mouth

     speaking in intellectual apartment,

   shaking with dryers

           and low frequency base.

   Soon we will leave

         in search of our own reflections,

    God and Dylan.

         Our own permanence.

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