Ellipse#1... Poem by Joe Guillotin

A million pens dropp all at once.
Everyone is silent.
No more scrawling manically on the walls and napkins and odd bits of paper that seem only to be available at these particular moments of inspiration.
You close your eyes- and you can see past the pain, or the want, or the love..

Just exist for THIS...

No need to comment on its beauty,
No need to remark on how VAST, or how LOST things are.

Just exist for THIS...

It sounds like a slogan for a car, or a sneaker, or a breakfast cereal. But its not. Its a way of life.

Just shut up, and exist for THIS...

Funny- how I'm not existing for THIS...