Either Alzheimer's or the Lightning Bolt

Whizzdizzyingly

cruising The Moment,

arrowing past all awareness:

highway,enginewhiine,steeringwheeltrafficWorldsmudginnnnngg past

while we, preoccupied, reprise Creation,

absorb Eternity and Logos, Eden/Gethsemane, Genesis-Apocalypse

and the Night the Night,

the private bleeding into the general,

and Ouruniverse proxying for ego.
Glorious cosmic fusion in an infinite minute.

             (or so it briefly eternally seems in our infinitiny microverse)

The ends of love

are but two

:your V8 plunges from the surface

and, crucified like a butterfly in time,

helpless consciousness heightened,

you hover in slowmotion witness

to the juggernaut earth’s decay

just as your metal-again grille

begins to embrace solidity

or: doomed foresight eludes

as you rearend that lightless

semi-

 --Duane Vorhees