The Minute the Sun Comes Out

the minute the sun comes out

 

everything is beside the point

it is enough

to open your eyes to stretch your limbs like a cat

and all the rest

philosophical political

systems

deep moral and esthetic

disquisitions

are only

a pleasant means of whiling away the time beautiful baroque flourishes from which you must retreat to recover

here in the sun the simple pleasure of your

own

 

skin