I write this  for an angel who
once was wingless
who thought all were innocent
who took me in
growing close as people do
lent me books and
gave me a shoulder
to cry upon
taught me innocence
was a goal
and love was  truly
forgiving
and unattached
to what you look like or where you've
been
who with unabashed
sincerity loved me
unconditionally
who on her death bed worried
for me.

I heeded her dying words
the very last breath when barely I heard,
I will never truly leave you

I remember how I really did not hear, she spoke
almost without words,
as I wept next to her

with mind so full of fear I quieted
my thoughts and recall
turn to memories to resolve

and feel and hear everyday
her words and soul,
very, very near to me.

drunken storm of pen
vomiting ink on
****** paper

excuse the interception Seattle fans you had a win right in that New England guys hands.
Bobbly catch was miraculous.
but with one knee down and seconds left your players could of handled defeat a
little  more graciously.
I realize their are Billions riding on this, but the game was done.
Get over it.
By the way , I really liked some of the commercials.
Kids and lost dogs and coca cola asking all to love and

even Big Mac giving Strawberry shakes for one dance or calling your mama.