there are no words you see
no going forward
backward
just be here quietly.
Breezes through the screen door
hz on tv
one of those god numbers
promise quick healing.
I tried to say you are the one
will hold me as I go
or I will watch you blast off
then backpack out alone.
Our neighbor's father passed away
it was his saving grace
hospice for a week or so
"Good-bye"
they needed space.
Dave is out there mowing hay
gets him through the day
likes to trim around the fence
won't do landscape my way.
Which is not to bother much
let the weeds alone
go back inside the house
and rest
Ascension's on the phone.
My weeds are out there waving
friendly kind of wild
I know it makes him pretty mad
I tried to help the pile!
We're living in the country
You're going to grow green!
His father had Alzheimers
He's gone! No more machines!
People passing everywhere
up and down the street
while I'm watching YouTube
Norway
Soccer! Acting! Sleep!
This is how it happens
slow down with the yard
grandkids, graduation
Boom!
Where's Pops? Ascended!
He's at an Oslo bar.
Enjoying the establishment
smoking cigarettes
snoring over soccer things
smiling! making bets!
Embracing what has happened
enjoying alcohol
ready for the news conference
they're autopsying the ball!
It's journey took a surprise turn
when it hit a wire
bounce went to the other team
and they scored! On fire!
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