There are friends
Who, in reality, aren’t –
Then there’s the Friend
Who’s been patiently waiting for us to call.
But, because we’ve been so busy with the essential
Tasks of living –
Somewhere along the way, unfortunately,
We’ve forgotten how to celebrate “spiritually.”
We’ve been so busy “pissing into the wind” or
“Whistling past death” –
That we haven’t had the time to eat a single celebratory peanut –
Not to speak of that splendid wedding cake.
These days, we no longer take time to get spiritually “drunk” –
Instead, we’ve reserved that particular party for some anticipated “life” to come –
The one where we enter the door of death
And come out the other side in a spectacular display of angelic fireworks.
But what if this is the only celebration permitted
What if this the only “light” we’re ever going to enjoy –
Our sole existence –
Suffering and all –