today i found your ring
the poinky skull
i bought it for you
on a road trip
a lifetime ago
it was in a box i forgot to unpack
then again,
maybe i didn't forget it
maybe it went invisible
so that i'd have more time
to heal
to learn to feel
to stop the bleeding
of my soul
i thought to myself
oh. damn.
and i waited for tears
but they didn't come
my heart didn't skip a beat
my soul didn't bleed
i felt amusement at the memory
of how we were back then
so punk
avant-garde
anarchists with our own ajenda
telling the world to f-off and meaning it
heh
you were such cool beans
sid and nancy had nothing on us baby
we rocked the universe
and didn't care who said what
then you changed
f*&^ we both changed
*selling out and buying in*
neither of us saw it
how the he77 did that happen?
where'd ya go babycakes?
why'd ya give up on it all?
i guess i still wonder about you
but it's not the same
those days of bleeding are over
those days of wishing for death
gone.
*sigh*
you've become an incident
an anecdote in a life
that is filled with anecdotes
and i don't know when that happened
but i am so glad it did
so have a good life
enjoy the road babycakes
the journey together was real
it's colors were vivid,
but i'm sure now they'll fade
like plum colored hair in the florida sun
i'll keep the ring
to remember you by
blessed be.
i'm on my way back to me.
