Z06

Two reasons to live. Pain and emptiness.

Depression swallows seconds like an event horizon.

Or is that the Corvette?

Swordfish and, God, I remember. And thank you, God.

For a blue, Z06.

The emptiness of a highway like a thin sixties tie winding

its way past, just past on its way to the ocean and back again.

Two reasons to live. Pain and emptiness.

I have to work on my repertoire.

My solitary ocean that carries the weight of the sea upon my shoulders.

I have found in my life two reason to live. One is Buzzie and one is me.

Sometimes I forget. And the emptiness sets in.

I lost my childhood friend somewhere in the past.

I am renegotiating my seconds.

As I watch them into blackness as they

disappear into whispers. I hear them as they

tame into the blackness. As they become the blackness.

Selfishness is the soul one breathe at a time.

And then I remember and time becomes accepted,

permissible.