Future Faking

5.15.17

He reprimands abruptly. It’s familiar territory.

He assumes it’s a Stupid Relationship. He’s been here before, see.

He knows what to do and how to feel. After all, nothing this good can be real. It’s all in the future unless

You stop and see what is in the Now.

Don’t let anyone know what you’re thinking.

Follow protocol, even if you start sinking.

She’s not sure how to keep this treasure. She has one eye on the weather

The other on the prize, and simple pleasure.

Keep it simple, Stupid. It’s all in the future unless

We do this together

and stay in the here and now.

You were right. You were absolutely right. That is my crime.

Sonora-Colorado, LAMiller, date unknown– a photo of a painting i did some years ago, a confluence of desert plants that don’t share territory, and the ever-present phainopepla. Some paint, some ink, some pastels, big paper. I gave it to my friend Jean sometime before she went to the great beyond.