Forever

Forsooth

That lies beyond my ken

How should I know? Without breathing, without lust

Forever is too long to entrap time

Forever is the space betwixt heartbeats

I have known the knowledge of treason

I have rescued the percipience of might

But I am here

Not knowing, just entering

The love of words

The presence of chance

Fortuna is my mother

For well

    for nigh

    for nought

  Jam

© James Cross

Thursday, 6 March 2003