i've never known a dead person
always seperated by a few degrees,
a few relationships.
always seperated by a few degrees,
a few relationships.
when they die two blocks from here,
& we've spoken a word or three
this past year; this sudden
shock of mortality still
lingers over me. too
sleepy i do not think,
halting the thoughts that
should surface immediately.
my whole life
i've never known
an honest feeling