Beyond Rosemary and Time

…of this

perhaps we are getting too old

though continue to do so just the same

each foray into the zone forwarding the precognition

of who you, me…we…truly are

a bath together at four in the morning

to cleanse our sins…

defile the monster that greedily demands

its pound of your flesh

no amount of chemo seems to satisfy

the drink, smoke mingling with

poulet à la Rosemary

an ordered movie on TMN never watched

our unscheduled John and Yoko

in celebration of what we hold most dear

begrudgingly protest cannot control

amid eclectic audiotape
you assembled seventeen years ago

Barbra Streisand to Led Zeppelin

as if knowing this day would one day come

capturing more than lyrics and instrumentals

the defiance of our past….present

under the turbulent flag of pre/post millennium

…1987…

a continent apart

yet concrete and abstracts solidifying

settling in to define this future legend…

a separation for me

new life for you

that would also end in divorce

piggybacked on the theory of chaos

brought us together

mingling in a neo Dada soup

Shakespearean tragedy

that we might never have happened

could indeed still kill us

so prepared for the thrust of carpe diem

invincible till then…when

far from perfection

as neither of us pretend to be

though recognize perfection takes on

unexpected mathematical equations

our collective mind and body

as good as it gets

tumble dried in the universe’s calculator

where we may never marry

yet have done so just the same

no matter the premonition

life…and death brings to us

for better or worse

I will always love you

for who you, me…we truly are

of this…

© 2004 Chris Sorrenti