Monday, June 28, 2010

Not In Memoriam

He misses you, and wants to know you're well.
Wonders if you steal time when it's free.
fathoms you trying to make collect calls
from a payphone with no dial tone. thinks maybe
you still wretch over television
and cry during dog food commercials.
wants to know if you still believe you're
invincible, now that you can't touch down,
hopes that you walk on clouds.
There is silence at home
And he wants you to know.

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