I think about I a lot.
I should…
I have…
I want…

I think about them a lot
They should…
They have…
I want…

You think about them a lot.
They need..
You should…
You give…

I want what you have.

Each reference point,
from different angles,
improves our understanding
of the terrain.

I know this.
I understand this.

Yet when it comes to my soul,
I discard your perspective,
and your advice,

For surely
my scope alone
can understand the world.

Each day I sit,
And often,
In a moving experience,
I become enlightened.

Then,
I wipe myself
And think:
I should really meditate.

Let’s have an apocalypse now,
Let’s end it all.
Come on together,
Let’s have a ball.

Let’s destroy the fountains,
The gardens and flowers.
Let’s tear down our monuments,
Let’s kill all in power.

Let’s brew up a tempest,
Of fury and hate.
Let’s throw all we’ve built
Into hell’s open gape.

And then, oh my friends,
With apocalypse here,
Let’s notice the void,
And be alone with our fear.

Taking your wrinkled hand in mine,
As our grandchildren play in the crèche,
I remember

How we argued about the Ketubah.
How you pushed.
How I prodded.
And how we agreed
No matter what angle life came at us
We should approach it together, as one.

I signed.
You signed.
And we multiplied.

I co-signed.
You co-signed.
And we multiplied.

Now our grandchildren bring us joy.
And no matter how life pushed,
No matter how life prodded,
I agree
No matter what angle life came at us
We approached it together, as one.

The old laws are the most beautiful.

Sign²(angle) + Co-Sign²(angle) = one.