by SIMONE KUSSATZ, senior global correspondent
[photographs by SIMONE KUSSATZ]
I wish you would
change your mind,
to get a break from
the pain traveling
through my flesh
and soul

change your mind
so that my hopes
were not dashed
like the waves breaking
on the rocks at Monterey
I wish you would
change your mind, to
listen to the sound of
cosmic bells and
take another dance
in the moonshine

in my whirl of whishes,
gazing at the stars,
comforting my soul
thinking unfilled wishes
make space for new ones to come
So I change my mind and
remain at the bay
looking through
my telescope for a new
ship loaded
with desire
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