Wednesday, March 16, 2016

mmdxlv

     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 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

Papaw & Uncle Vedral