Now That Things Are So Simple, There's

To See, One Must Go Beyond The Imiagination And For That One Must Stand Absolutely Still As Though At The Center Of A Leap.

Each Moment Presents What Happens.

Nothing More Than Nothing Can Be Said.

It's Useless To Play Lullabies For Those Who Cannot Sleep.

Our Poetry Now Is The Realization That We Possess Nothing. Anything Therefore Is A Delight (since We Do Not Posses It) And Thus Need Not Fear Its Loss.