“Why is the word yes so brief?
it should be
so that you could not decide in an instant to say it,
so that upon reflection you could stop
in the middle of saying it.”
Yes….. In less than an instant, that syllable fell off my tongue like an autumn leaf ready for its winter swan dive. We are born into these bones which fluctuate and fondle skin, but sometimes it takes decades to learn the impact of understanding what they can do. Yes….. There is a contraption called photo booth where humans crawl into tiny spaces and pose for unannounced clicks. Here is where love can be found. Yes….. At what age were you when you first learned of this mathematical constant? It is irrational and infinite. Behind you, someone whispers: like love!
Yes….. There is no such thing as forever. Even words run out and what we are left with are sounds or their echoes. But. When it runs out, you make more. Like pie. Like love. Like this.