I lived a life today
the pleasure
in its wake was
mighty small.
And as I pass I
say "I'm fine"
I'm fine, it's fine, I
don't recall another
way to be.

I went to sleep today
and dreamed
in secret that
the morning
wouldn't come to bring
the pain. I
say "I'm fine." I'm fine -
but I can't take
another day.

October 1999