Lists

Sometimes I really want to write
A list
Of all the things I learned
From you

Because that's all that
to me,
really matters,

Anyhow

I worry that
those that really know you
may say that those aren't you
and that maybe you too
will fail to see
Where in yourself those lessons
began
And question

Whether they were you you
Or some internal
astral projection.
it's no matter.

I value this reality,
mine,
All the same

And maybe thats the biggest thing
Or maybe just the smallest
That would be
On the list.

Alongside stopping to
Let the photographer have
His moment
without me

And alongside
how objective truth
is universally
Momentary.