Studium reigns today.
His gaze is focused and engaged
he is fascinated with this
and absorbed by that.
I love him and worship him
I give him gifts of interesting things
I give him books I give him films.
I watch as he studies the outline of a faded memory
and draws his finger in fixed stare
across the barren sidewalk.
And he gives me food in exchange
unleavened bread and ghee
blessed with facts and fictions,
toils and gleeful burdens.
He supports me after the dull and painful days
brings his lovely water to my lips
I drink of the enchanting
it sustains me and lifts me.
And I swear to you
I will celebrate him all of my remaining days
Yes he will bear my weight and I will bear his.
Do not die away, please
I cannot stand a grey universe
and I fear that it will be
unendingly grey, with nothing of interest
just sameness and dull suffering.
And as terror overcomes me he says
oh, check this out…