Putting the Parthenon on hold for poetry

Mother put me back in, I dream?nothing is enough
can’t fit on a CD, but it’d be a nice experience
is temporary, truth is
forever catch the spectator, the cleaning lady, not the athlete, the exec,
move to Athens,
move to Mars,
if beauty is in the heartache,
you will be the happiest man on Earth and question your need for God.
now and here will never be again, you know,
but then again,
now will never be here,
anywhere.