reEmber

remember who we are

so separate and distinct

so wonderfully afar

disparate souls on a common journey

desperate souls on a disparate journey

we travel together in this space

we love and we cool

and love again

friendship re-embered

A Dialogue of Love's Friends

The curtain rises…

The scene: a dark bluish hue, light beyond, gloomy with uncertainty.  A single chair, wooden.  The actor walks to the chair, turns it, and leans self to the chair back…

Actor:

“I see you there and I know, yet don’t know why.  And yet am glad for the fact. 

I need you in my life. 

There, I said it.  I need you in my life.  From that very nervous beginning through our natural and sudden starts to the pivotal question, I knew this.  I need you in my life.

I don’t know if this is for every day.  I do not know if this is today and again a few days from now.  In fact I cannot say if I will ever see you again.  Only fate can say.  


I do not know what it is you and I are supposed to be.

But knowing you are always there for me.  And knowing I will be ever there for you.  Knowing also we are not what the conventional can and could be. 

We, we are not conventional are we?  Really, how could we be anything other than who we are?  We fall in and out of love.  We confuse each other.  We know we hurt.

I need you in my life.  And I know we were meant to be there for each other.  In whatever form that is.  I need you in my life.  And this will be for always.

And there you have it.  And can you do this for me?  When I am confused.  When I lose sight or when I hurt you, or me, or others.  Ask me please.  Ask me a full question, one where I must think deeply, where I must explore those places in which I need to reflect.

Will you do that for me?  My friend.  Ask me please.  And I will answer.”

The curtain… it will never fall again.

Don't

Am I of Lennie Small

Don’t do that thing you do

Pound it to your head

Don’t do

Why do you do that thing you do

You are a smart man

Of defective retarded state

That thing you do, don’t

Pound it to your head

You know the state

Caught in moments of sheer joy

Concise unknown happiness

A brush of hair

Pound it to your head

You are a smart man

Don’t do that thing you do

But know that thing you do

Don’t you?

Vitals

Escape to your future unknown so known

You know at least this

Dive in

Head first to peels of laughter

The thrill of your race to the chase

For it is you my dear friend

That matters in end

All else,

We are here to support and to love you

For your verve