Does One Life Hold Enough? Poem by Patti Masterman

does one life hold enough of beauty
to cushion you through the fall?
is there enough queer satisfaction
to slow it to a crawl,
could we interject some freeze-frames
there where tears meet up with eyes-
and intersperse the laughter
with upside-downward sighs.

could we balance birth with death
and never stop to worry,
how days and seasons near the end
come in such a hurry;
so can I close my eyes now,
will you end it with a kiss-
does death hold much to offer
that can compare with this?

(written to Dayvan Cowboy by Boards of Canada)