Year One

By Borsky

I miss him every day
and
I couldn’t miss him for a moment

Bob’s absence’s presences in relief
Did he shapeshift truth when trespassing – passing away?
Choose another quantum reality for all of us to enjoy?

Or is it just a RAW impression
That he went and took away our bias?
Do we realize how he became invisible, spreading his words like a gas
I never felt so close since he’s gone
I never felt so full since he stopped filling up

The roshi’s final lesson
A bunch of schmucks not realizing they’re thinking for themselves.

Thank you Mr. Wilson.