FULL MOON ON TOP OF A CHAMPAGNE PALM'S TIP

poetry to some is only
when there is time (

for what? for weeping
or for deeper
contemplation after
a certain loss,

the loss of self
and of the other self
the loss of
something
precious like
what?)

like sanity for instance
that moment when you tell yourself
i do not know anymore
how to handle this thing,

those who find time
choose each word
and those who do not have
enough

simply recall and
put things the way they see
them

more descriptive
rather than judgmental.