Among the ruins of common pasts
and TASKS we both accomplished
in the TARNISHED days of our sick youth
when in sick ways we yearned
to learn the truth,

we find that to minds
can flow to feel the doom
of cherries, wolves and shrooms,
and shit shared when everyone else went to bed
and we had to say nothing
'cause it was all in our head,
and though nothing was said
you knew exactly where my thoughts led.


to be....INSANE!!
...and i'm so glad you came
and that even underwater i can call your name
and know you'll be in the same frame
of mind
at the same moment
in time
and hear the muted wind chimes carry the notes
of the pathetically,
aesthetically pleasing
pink hue of the sky,
teasing our mind's highs
until we cry out for the truth once more
..and see it.

...when out of the corner of our eyes
the night reveals its final prize;
reveals our true god in disguise -
a grinning wolf with blood-shot eyes
answering all our HOWs and WHYs
with hollow memories of when
for a moment
we were swallowed by an ocean
of the earth's acidic potion
that melted our bodies
(but left our united minds intact
to make  PACT
with nature's ways
and succomb to the attack
of the bats and the snails,
to fearlessly put our ears to the ground
and hear them devouring the grassy mounds
surrounding us with the deafening sound
of the definitive truth
found in nature's leafy wails).

...because when all else fails,
when all else dies,
remain the night's
eternal sighs.

...and P.S.   this is not a goodbye.