When Kurt says “May you be fully disillusioned….”

Rain drops
crater
my mind.
Free of clay
and gravity
I see the Moon
from Space
and realize
I am already
dead.
On the mirror side of Life
my memories
live
until forgotten.
Surrender to the flow of all that is
tender…and sweet.

Time for a drink
With my friend Kurt
Who once enlightened
Said “May you be fully disillusioned.”
OK, I said
Make mine whiskey.


William Dudley Bass
2008



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