Filling the last page Of a book I never expected to Last this long The rain falls outside On to stone and weeds The pool cover glistens Like a friendly frog The trees laugh and sing Their leaves committing gentle suicide Like that Monty Python sketch And all the while the coffee Maintains its steam Emanating from the brim I don’t remember what I dreamed last night And though I used the word “naught” I don’t really know what it means Filling the last page Of a book I never expected to Touch and feel like this But here it is And here I am And here you were
I want to remember a timeA time I can’t recallBefore I was createdWay before I diedWhen words were freeAnd purity wasSome old friends got togetherTo talk and laughAt nothing reallyNot even really friendsJust an excuse to laughBefore the machines spokeAnd wroteBased on words and dataThat no one remembersOr understandsA time I can’t recallI wonder if …
I’m with my familyI’m setting up a BBQI love to BBQMeat and eat and laugh andMy father had climbed too highAnd he fellHe fell flat on his faceI asked him “are you okay?”He was okayI realized that there wasNo meatNo meat to eatI proceeded to drive a carTo the storeTo buy meat
I want to face deathWith open armsWith a full heartWith a wealth of experienceAnd knowledgeFor infinity to feast onWith an understandingOf nothingWith intensity but no panicWith laughterWith the same abandonThat I feel nowWith an offering, a giftI want to face deathAnd fight gracefullyKnowing I won’t win
Our feet touchAnd that familiar spark returnsThe one that occuredWhen our eyes met9 years agoIn that dark, circular roomWhere only we existedWhere pain became peripheralWhere a foundation emergedFrom nothing and no one
The Last Page
Filling the last page
Of a book I never expected to
Last this long
The rain falls outside
On to stone and weeds
The pool cover glistens
Like a friendly frog
The trees laugh and sing
Their leaves committing gentle suicide
Like that Monty Python sketch
And all the while the coffee
Maintains its steam
Emanating from the brim
I don’t remember what
I dreamed last night
And though I used the word “naught”
I don’t really know what it means
Filling the last page
Of a book I never expected to
Touch and feel like this
But here it is
And here I am
And here you were
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Graceful Dead
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Our feet touchAnd that familiar spark returnsThe one that occuredWhen our eyes met9 years agoIn that dark, circular roomWhere only we existedWhere pain became peripheralWhere a foundation emergedFrom nothing and no one