The first time without you. How will it be? Before or after, the questions remain. The first time without you. I have no idea what to expect. Unimaginable. I am stuck on a hollow note. The first time without you. Should I have prepared? Am I so selfish that I expected you to be always? The first time without you was the last time with you, as I recall. That last time. I could have done so much more,…
It was only yesterday that you held me in your arms and marveled at my pouting lips, my chubby cheeks. You were enchanted by my wisps of hair and wondered why blonde, but then you remembered my mother’s bloodline and smiled; it would pass as the proper me emerge. So many years later I hold you in my arms and marvel at how fragile you had become, how vulnerable; your brown eyes are devouring…
OLD MAN THE GRAVE AWAITS YOU. YOU SEEM NOT TO CARE OLD MAN DONT YOU KNOW OR DO YOU? HAVE YOU BEEN SEEING HIM LATELY AS YOU STUMBLE UNGAINLY AROUND THE GARDEN? OLD MAN THE WARM BROWN EARTH AWAITS YOUR RECENTLY WARM BROWN BODY. … TO HAVE AND TO HOLD YOU IN SICKNESS AND IN DEATH THIS EARTH WILL ENFOLD YOU. OLD MAN WHY DO YOU DO IT? WHY DO YOU SMILE YOUR EMPTY- MOUTH SMILE DO YOU KNOW…