The leaves will never know
Me
As I blow in the wind
With them and
The cold coffin snow

The leaves will never know
Our sorrow
Not yesterday or
Tomorrow's
We cast our lives in
Deserted deserts

Finality
Is a reality
Will there be you and me
With our personalities?

Finality
A wall we cannot see
Some hold the rosary
Others crawl in disbelief

Silence
Move the moon
Awake the sunlight
From the slithering night

Speak!
Silence
Speak!

From the distant deep
Forests
From the unheard mountain
Streams

From the lonely
Tombstones
From the receding midnight
Streets

Speak!
Silence
Speak!

All he had
At the old-fashioned rehab
Was a T-shirt and three
CD's

Along with me

My invisible lady
Called suffering
Comes to me in the mist

Dressed in bright
White
She blinds dark night

She holds a cold rose
Called loneliness
Resting above is snow

Awake from the ground
Tell me something profound

Speak to me proud
The wisdom behind a cloud

Not in worldly words
But like the ocean in cadences

Bury me in my favorite suit
With hat and boots
Have my hair parted neat
To walk heavens streets

Bury me in my favorite shirt
Nineteen-sixties polyester
With prints of Sylvester
And Tweety Bird

Bury me in my pet pajamas
To see the Dali Llama
With Jesus
Captain of the Cruises