Joko Lenno

Joko Lenno

Beneath the sunlight,
Dividing thick fogs,
Two people-in-love
Sway left to Right, to
Left to Right, to…
As they promenade
through an ocean of sticky leaves,
Freshly pressed and covered
In a glistening slick of rain.

Life is temporary.
Death remains forever;

The fog fritters into the air above,
Revealing Maples, Oaks, and sparse Birches
That have given a part of themselves,
To feel the rhythm of hearts in love.

Death worries not for whom it takes,
It worships quantity.

In the upcoming distance,
Erect in a flourishing meadow,
A white house two stories tall,
Welcomes its owners Home.

Death is necessary.
But ends where they should not meet?
I guess that is reality.

He rests his fingers upon the frigid keys to his piano,
And begins with an E major chord. (always playing at sunup)
She waltzes ‘round the room,
Raising the blinds to let in the sun,
Opening windows to let in the fresh air,
And when she has finished,

She ensconces herself beside him,
Left leg pressed lightly against his right.
And he plays on.

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