when you tell them incontrovertibly
for the hundredth time
you're never coming back

be prepared

it still hurts when they pull away

but after each time you say it
the next breath
is fuller than the last
your wings
wider than moments before
and the vast distant horizon
more brightly painted than you've ever seen

a bee sting can act like a homeopathic remedy
correcting imbalance
so, too, can a car crash
it can knock the past energetically out of your orbit
free up astral space for new connections

what's that old adage about hardship
maybe good, maybe bad
too soon to tell...

but then the new car comes along
you fall in love
this one has a heated steering wheel and
automatic start
it's the exact color you wanted
the perfect color
not like the old car
you never had a say in that

when driving now
in your smooth new car
that you would never have
if it hadn't been for the crash
you know for sure
definitely good

gentle brown eyes
kind peaceful smile
slender angular strong
deep pitched hello
easy-natured laugh
thick wild hair
stories stories stories
sharing histories
sharing selves
spirit tapping at our doors
love tapping at our doors
friendship tapping at our doors

angels hold their breath
on the verge of
our first kiss

come, fantastic creatures
guide me through earth night
brothers, sisters, teachers,
remind me of soul's light

I see your expansive spans and shades
silver, magenta, midnight, puce
as large as moons in the void
or small as molecules, too tiny to deduce

I listen closely
and let my third eye roar-m
to catch glimpses of your flight
and mythical extra dimensional form

majestic wisdom bearers
join my body expansion
we'll envelope the world
with comical compassion

saluting our common sociopathy
from the balcony of social darwinism
blind to humility or empathy
and obvious reflections of narcissism

change the script? with peace and compassion?
or run predictable tropes of rage and melancholy?
grow into an emotionally mature society and
put in perspective the reruns of human folly?

yes please,
or be relegated to the galactic library
of failed genetic experiments
our modern rendition of comical incompetence

don't try to say too much
clarity breeds disappointment

blame is a drug
a medication against pain
sometimes hiding weakness
sometimes masking hidden strength
the memory must extend back farther
to understand the circumstances of your life
the choices made by your soul
blame is a short term distraction
when contending with the infinite