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    Death doesn’t let you say goodbye; it just

    carves holes in your life—in the future

    and your heart.

                       —expressed by Riley, a character 

                                    from Netflix’s Sense8 

After which everything gets really

weird (highly recommended).

I remember blast from the past.

I remember lime green cicadas

and suicides or sewercides:

admixtures of each available

fountain drink at junior high

baseball, basketball, or football

game snack shacks.  I have to

show up tonight (I remember

having to show up tonight)

to a meeting on the subject

of A Show of Hands.  Who

understands this?  I remember

liking it, and wallowing in

the deep meaning of it all.

I remember remorse;

remorseful prayer.

The space where my

kidneys ought to be

hurts, or is hurting.

It’s beautiful pain,

rather than a head

full of nothing

might astonishingly be

exactly the opposite.

     —most of these words were remembered
        after an otherwise less than memorable 
        trip to Jack Early Park on Telegraph Hill