Like a fireball of curl
Vivid blue eyes shouting out
Clever wit, wrapped in
Education, so bright
A medal, flashing lights
Standing side by side
A photograph, published in the paper
Little Montgomery, Alabama Genisuses.

A bus ride
Loud echoing laughter
Its been in my mind and haunting me all day
And it reminds me of the time
Before and before
Before, before, before
Where at their own Southern delicate hand
Self medication with fabricated roses
Covered in perhaps a lonesome hatred
And forgetfulness of the love that
Penetrates through timeless beating moments.

Long blonde hair swinging like a monsoon
You were shorter than me
Wittier too.

We smoked **** in the bathroom
Drank whiskey like we were the big shots in town
Because we were Andrew.

Wherever it is that your soul is now
I imagine its very green
Green leaves like the **** we smoked
Or the money we hoped to make
Green like my eyes when we would crash in hotel rooms
Win first place
In our different categories
I wish I had come to the party
But I was there last year
And you were so drunk
****** up
And I wondered.

But aren't we all?
Aren't we all deciphering our health
Benefits
I hope you didn't vote for Trump
I know you didn't.

Because you were and are
A fireball
A fireball in a sea of mossy green
Our man made trophies weren't even
Monumental enough
To keep you here with us.