fireyspright

This is a poem that I wrote for myself, but am dedicating to my friend who recently passed away, by his own choice. I am posting it to annoy Bash, but I know he will really like it. I also want to say that I feel much better after my week of hell, and am rejoining the world of functioning shortly... Oh and fuck easter, even though Doug has an awesome easter card. Happy spring and flowers.

Seeping down between the cracks of a hazy,
Incomplete vision. Reminding me of all the words,
Of denial and derision.
Leave me silent, leave me dead,
Entire lives float through my dreams.
I dread- awakening their memory,
A longing that will never cease,
Breaking up the symmetry of the
Nostalgia I feel, a hopeful peace,
But lazy, very lonesome, far away,
Perhaps love once felt, never to completely fade.
A soul was meant to stay.
The energy a cycle of the universal processes
To become one with other burning passions
Of a trillion stars that go out too soon,
Always to end up seeping in between the cracks of some hazy,
Incomplete revision.