SWEET
SWEET CONFUSION UNDER THE MOONLIGHT WITH GEESE
The fountain is empty of water but full of dense debris
Yellow dandelions dot the lawn Even the reflecting pond
is muddied My face distorted +flotsam 2 Canada geese
shriek like Joplin as they land in jetsam inches deep
I have knelt here on+off for 8 years Never geese never garden
debauchery Today I came to contemplate never actually
As she lays dying in a western city it occurs to me that though
you may think the 1st cut is the deepest It is not
1st death a shock yes But in ensuing years the real meaning of
never sinks in until you are quite certain that: forever +never
have the same root meaning +it is: gaping hole So that the next
time around you will feel instantly the chill of hell freezing over
trapping forever romantic notions of pearly gates and an after-party
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The reason you will not say it, is, when you say it, even to yourself,
you will know it is true
How often have I lain beneath rain on a strange roof thinking of home
(William Faulkner As I Lay Dying)
Spring 2016
songanddancegirl 
So this is great. I thought you couldn’t rite?
Death is final! Summer is here. Live and choose life🌹