Wednesday, open window into the sun. Eagle sub-
merged in our wall, ancient as limestone or basalt,
while holding you. Our last goodbye, between land
and the Red Sea, Time disappeard out of nowhere.
Sinai has no ambivalence, now or forever. Time

changes everything, if you're lucky. Blue in the window,
and I touch the sky to make a wish. One drop of water in
your balloon, fast asleep for centuries. Ahh, revenge is so
sweet, darling. But it is getting late, tomorrow comes down
from the galaxy when full of stars. We will be looking up.

the average cost of a funeral is
$8,515

death is unaffordable for me

put me in  big oblong cardboard box

2 feet by 3 feet by 6 feet

packing list enclosed

fragile (not really)
      please handle with care

keep upright

       or

supine

send me to the
grande vide

postage due

A lion painted on a slab of rock.
A gift -- her final show of affection.
She had found someone else
by the time I jolted awake from jealousy and reflection.

Is that how you felt when I left?

It was just me, my lion and God.
A dumb guy, a bad memory, and a fortress that allowed an arrow to slip through.
After some indecision I rested my lion behind a blanket in the trunk of my car.
Its cage for the next three years.

Eventually I'd forgotten about the rock.
It just sat there sitting in my trunk.
Weighing me down.
Until happy memories pulled away the blanket and turned into sad memories.

Their wedding is this summer.
So I'll bury it in Lake Whatcom.
The weight will be off my shoulders, the lion will be free,
And my back will be stronger for any rocks to come.

Watch the distant light,
faint flickers
in the night.

Four years are too far,
cold contrite,
dark as tar.

Look up from the ground,
see the star
come around.

Feel the breeze blow cool,
freedom found
though a fool.

Lost in desert sand.
Time's a tool
in God's hand.

Oh I get it now
He was your go to
While I was your addiction
You were stuck between two lovers
Pleasing both of us undercovers
A secret agent playing under cover

You comforted our egos
While sharing your heart
No wonder why your heart was torn apart

she called me babe
though we are only neighbors

my heart did thrill
the word I savor

thanks, soul sister
I too labor

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for future favor:

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