One More Kiss

I will not deny what I know

though there is some knowledge

laced with history and dream

that hangs like Spanish

mpoeoss off oak trees.

Who has not known that

which is and lacks all

acts to be what it clearly

is but will not leave,

cannot go away?

"After such knowledge,

what forgiveness?

After such knowledge,

what forgetfulness?"

So that which I know

I will not, cannot deny

nor yet do anything

with.

       I think to kiss it good-bye,

but as always

one kiss wants another.

-Byron Hoot