I will not ask questions
\nof this perfect place.
\nI will ask anti-questions.
\nNot why but why not?
\nWhy not
\nthat we are born
\nand should be born,
\nand born, and born?
\nWhy not, every voice
\nis the stone speaking at last?<\/p>\n
Why not that youth be wiser
\nand should be our teacher?
\nWhy not,
\nthat love is a rhapsody
\ninside the last step ever taken?
\nWhy not that God
\nwas the playmate who chased us
\nas a child,
\nand waited for us after school?<\/p>\n
Why not that poetry is science
\non a higher level,
\nimmune to metaphysical stars?
\nWhy not that wonder
\nis the first explanation of everything?
\nWhy not,
\nthat pain is a terrible gift
\nsent to us from heaven?
\nWhy not
\nthat every second
\ncosts the universe a star?<\/p>\n
Why not
\nthat there are more seconds in us
\nthan in all of time?
\nWhy not that death
\ndie in peace when it overtakes us?
\nWhy ask questions of the impossible,
\nwhen the impossible
\ndoes not question itself?<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
I will not ask questions of this perfect place. I will ask anti-questions. Not why but why not? Why not that we are born and…<\/p>\n