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Archives for January 2013

heaven’s late

14 January 2013 by Jason

cold dandruff falling.
ice picks blinding my blue eyes.
waiting for heaven.

Filed Under: spirit

candle smoke

13 January 2013 by Jason

blow the candle out.
let the smoke carry you home.
goodbye my old friend.

Filed Under: spirit

darkly dancing with death

13 January 2013 by Jason

the shaking and the gnashing of teeth.

the drooling and the loosing of bowels.

this is the macabre dance with death.

this is the grim reaper’s beam slowly lowering.

and you are courageous.

you are dressed smartly in your tuxedo.

you are proud and your eyes bright
in this valley of death.

you are unflinching in your resolve.

you will meet death on your own terms.

though he may shake you and squeeze your innards.

you will meet him with equanimity.

with quiet determined and patient resolution.

though your breath is labored and your vision dark.

you will take to valhalla when ready.

we will try and ease your pain and suffering.

we will doff our hats at you sir.

we will bow at your dignified departure.

and we will always take your spirit in ours.

and your time here was not for naught.

your time here gave gifts and lessons
that you so quietly taught.

good night sweet prince the valkyries hover.

let them lift you towards heaven’s honor.

Filed Under: spirit

the flux

12 January 2013 by Jason

some sharp sticks are kind.
others bring biting venom.
life and death in flux.

Filed Under: body

faster waiting

11 January 2013 by Jason

crooked teeth take time.
straightening lengthy waiting.
civics is faster.

Filed Under: body

blue heart

10 January 2013 by Jason

the snow lies heavy.
not as cold or heavy as
my blue beating heart.

Filed Under: spirit

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