Don’t Fret

I don’t want to be with you,

You good people


The Welcoming

The welcoming of your only begotten is the sword that finally cut me off

Which is also welcome as you prefer to forget rather than scoff

Though scoffing is your specialty you are finally rid of me

What Kerouac Wrote

Kerouac wrote:

“The one thing that we yearn for in our living days, that makes us sigh and groan and undergo sweet nauseas of all kinds, is the remembrance of some lost bliss, that was probably experienced in the womb and can only be reproduced (though we hate to admit it) in death.”

I say no, not in death, but in the moment that I met you.

My Prayer These Days

Forgive me for my trechery, I am Judas

I never ate at your table, as you did at mine many times

I pray your perfect wage may always remain

I pray to be compensated, and consoled for the eternal loss of your love

What form would I have myself adorned?

That by my side I would find a woman kind

That by my side I would find my lost friend, whom I loved more than a brother

That by my side I would find my lost son, who saddened his mother

I pray that my compensation and consolation always be a little less than yours

I was misunderstood, because my love was true, and the price seems too severe, but it is not. It is just the right amount of severity I suppose