eternity mocks us

and gives us hope
eternity mocks us
and makes us dream up more joys and pains and sorrows and wars
eternity mocks us
and makes us hemmorrage from too much
laughter
eternity mocks us
and makes us long for thoughts that will stain and permeate our
bedsheets,
at least until we've had time to write them down.
eternity mocks us
and makes us run like theives from jeweled mornings into shadowy
afternoons and on into the long, crooked night

eternity mocks us
and makes us think we're mere animals with no divinity of our own,
nothing to do but stay put in our windowless skulls waiting around for
NOW to finally catch up while we sit smuggly in warm comas,
churning out more Death
eternity mocks us
and makes us pick bones from our teeth
eternity mocks us
and makes our dreams seem less than real
eternity mocks us
and makes our minds jump up and turn tricks in the morning
long before
we've had any coffee
eternity mocks us
and makes us forget to look both ways

eternity mocks us
and we are born into a deformed and dying Present we
are likely to forget, groped and whittled away by work
and worry
until there's nothing left but a fondness for flowers-
(especially the kinky, leafless variety
of overnight stays in foreign hotels
with various names and addresses
pinned to our sexes
and sometimes they left us a surprise in the morning
of something terminal or incurable)

eternity mocks us
and makes us think we've accomplished something
eternity mocks us
and gives us the impression we never will
And at the end of the day
our toenails keep growing and it would still be a comfort to shave.