IN TIME  IN MIND  IN MADNESS  LOST          (4-1-89, 2:00 a.m.; San Diego, California)

                                           

and so it is
here  
little is clear  
yet little is all
here where tears
crawl and stars
quietly fall away
into somewhere  
into nowhere
into blackness
soon enough  
all fades away
in time  
in mind
in madness
lost
everything in
its own way  
here and beyond
where stars
are tears
and night is day
between all things  
all borders fade
and here we are  
laughing  crying  
living  dying
truly all one
still yet dividing
resisting  hiding
in the gray
from the fact
all one are we
just trace
the track of
tear or star
across cheek  
or sky
from eye
through night  
in either case  
brief  evaporating
back to where
we really are  
here borderless
and waiting
waiting  
for something  
for nothing  
forever
elating on the
simple thought  
of tear
and star
of everything
here  there
and beyond
where we can
only smile
in knowing who
we really are    
beneath these
masks we
hide behind
while concentrating
on the soundless
beating heart  
beating
ever beating  
away
in time  
in mind  
in madness
lost
lost and found
without a thought
found within
the space between
each stumbled
fallen word
on page
remains the mystery
of the dance
of even this
illusory masks
subtle  hidden
leaked out dream
of broken
thin lined
ink tracks
ghost trekked out
upon this once
blank  empty
page
released      
at last
at least
released
as we and
all things
soon enough
shall also be
in time  in mind
in madness
lost
lost and found
again