Empire Of The Senseless

            ‘There it is.’ I point to the blue that I love most.              ‘There what is?’             ‘My favorite color.’             Anna isn’t convinced. ‘No my horse, your favorite color is dark turquoise. This is just blue.’              ‘Shhh.’ I demand, slapping her mouth with the palm of my hand. ‘Listen, the jackals are screaming again.’ She giggles. We’re alone in the woods, her and I. We weed precious trees on sacred land and run over rocky mountains tucked in sand.              ‘Holy crap! Look at this view!’ I’m jumping up and down, pulling on her long white skirt. Look at this display of dates, are we in heaven?’             ‘Don’t be silly Emma; heaven is only what’s displayed before your eyes. The land is not entirely relevant. Love is heaven sent; the rest is just mettle and dust. Don’t make a fuss about silly shit. Just move toward love for love in love. Never give up on a love that hasn’t let you go. Let it hold until it’s thoroughly through with you. Then stuff it in your guts as a pi