Wednesday, August 8, 2007

Running, Sadly

A stem some seeds and the chemicals...swirling all around the room. The passion the fuel the fire...oooh in the planted in the planted oh we planted our hopes and oh wow we planted in my eyes your eyes oh the swirling. The rip-roaring the falling the roaring...crawling. The wedge the sand the precision the crawl the wall oooh in the plant in the pool in the hopes we lie we lie you lie you lie youlie you lie you oh the cryin the hopes the oooh we crawl we fall look around...around around around.

All around you in your world. Emphasize me emphasize the feats your feats the untouchable your stories your hands the clench the grip the skin the sweat the rolling and roaring and fire and sweat and skin and liquid in the world in your world you made my world. The jaw the clench I watch you watch me listen I listen you watch I imagine I fantasize you saw what I didn't the sound and the clench the jaw and the skin with sweat all around all around the room. Sifting, separating leaving all in the room, all in the clench and the jaw and the skin with the sweat in the aaaaaahhhhhhhhfternoon.

The steady summer sub and its chlorinated blue and the missed metaphor for refuge your refuge. Ever catch that...show me how you caught it how'd he catch it how'd you protect him? The blue and orange and black and the ridiculous pavejob the chuckle the assurance simply simply remember me please don't worry about me remembering you around the room around the time in the time we share we shared when your eyes pierced through me and reminded me of the fault of my egotism I can not help but grow older and try to steady the ship sense myself stop lying stop lying and be reminded on our day it comes its yours its mine I promise it's ours.

"Come on now. You sound ignorant. I don't want to hear that." He put a fork in it - something I wish I had the courage to do. The master mediator, the straight-shooter with a famously indexed collection of bullets, a transcendently tactful surgeon of the mundane that surrounds us...he was an impossibly powerful man. Time spent around him enchanted your physical and spiritual sides equally. Watching his eyes was a full-body experience, a leveling and forceful communicant of a verbal undertow that shook your core and sanitized your heart.

We are grateful to have you in our lives. We aspire to possess your energy, compassion, intelligence, and sense of self.

Rest in peace, Fidel. We love you.

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