The uninvited things that come

The uninvited things that come
are all you know.  Tales are confetti
in the wind.  Prepare a face to plumb
the  terror and the mystery, 
the uninvited things that come.

Let pontificators pronounce
their truths.  All forgotten unless
love has you by the throat.  Once
a door has opened, go in.  Bless
the uninvited things that come.