the tongue
of my mind
numb
speechless
knowing her name
knowing the dream of her
cannot hear me
until
the snake
of untimely darkness
becomes a comfort
I’ll never remember
(They performed after Plush and before Evanescence.
Still hearing that show in my head.)
as the present
obsesses
about the past
some thoughts waned
but kept extant
by the faithful
the true loved ones
who stay in touch
and make me beautiful
stand We firm
upon the graves
of Elders and Brethren
who pray’d and stretch’d
each day
towards Blue Heaven
towards Nightfall’s twinkling eyes
ere their footholds
were drown’d by Rainfall’s bender
or shear’d by bellowing Air
or Time’s final blessing
loujen haxm'Yor 