the unknowable hour

Thom,

Acknowledge the regret.  The forgiveness, the loss, fleeting satisfaction. 

You cant go wrong with a love song.  Far better than obsession, endless distraction, the sexually active imagination.  The salvation in the mirror, just a bit clearer.  Happy endings for massages.  The poles opposite and the thoughts vacillate.  

The pond, the stone or the ripple, alone.

There is no point.

Where you stand is what you see.