It Comes In Waves

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic

A friend of mine died from a heroin overdose on Monday. His landlord (my oldest friend) found Noel in his bedroom. We tried to reach out to him but he'd fallen in love with the drug. Noel, I miss you like a brother. A part of me has died. I'm also angry because you were selfish and one-pointed. 37. You could've been the writer you wanted to be. Now I'm gonna have to carry your burden. Peace bro.

fire in the sky

is bringing us together

there is just the rush of perfection

is this how DEATH feels?

if so

then it is the greatest of emancipations

 

dissolving into the nuclei of the sun

you/me dissappearing down the plugholes of our own navels

here is a rainbow across the entire universe

all the colours ablaze

the whole spectrum bleeding into a watery inferno

and we are what IT IS to be eternally redefined


Submitted: June 19, 2020

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hullabaloo22

Very vivid description, Jobe. It must have been a tremendous shock.

Fri, June 19th, 2020 6:44pm

Craig Davison

Pretty heavy and severe. Well written and very affecting. Years ago I lived with a former junky for a few years. She dumped me for the guy who first got her onto smack after they found each other on facebook. And she'd been a dominatrix to pay for her habit. Jesus! There's a story.

Sat, June 20th, 2020 2:24am

Derina Peng

A love lost in a shock. Very well written and I can feel the pain too.

Sat, June 20th, 2020 4:18am

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