a cello's soul

touch a cello and feel your way into its soul;

catch a raindrop in your palm

and keep it in the freezer.

throw away the cigarettes and vodka

down

the

drain.

write a thousand words that do not make sense:

luminous shake tangible earthly insomnia absence

hollow

but that mean everything when whispered

to someone else at night.

let poetry destroy you;

love it until it is gone. then love it more.

and above all -

pick up the

fa  

l

l

in

g

pieces of yourself and sweep them into the trash.