Spirits

All things to
put you in
high spirits.

So it's a fiction for now.
There are not more people
living than have ever died.

I've seen my face in the mirror
almost every day of my life but
I can't remember now
what I
look like.

Once again I lost that
drawing of her
half under an
umbrella
(which looked
like a halo)
in the
rain.

Listening to a lute piece
that sounds like feet
tripping over themselves
but always recovering
and never causing
a fall.