The Narcotic Wholesalers’ Curtain Call
Pine, a strong smell, pleasant and awakening
Melodies dancing on the tree tops
Branches too weak to cling to the trees carpet below
Beneath the sole they crack. Birds startle
My Nirvana; a place full of grin bringing, stomach warming thoughts
Approaching a spot; one of many
Bent over, moved earth reveals the bars
A deep and dark blackness delivered in a thunderous blow
Surrounding. Frightening. A silence not heard before
Like a beam of brilliant light the first arrived
My home, not now but before, not real but real
Family and friends, some wearing smiles others raining tears
Ages change but the people remain the same; some disappear
My first niece, a red bucket as a hat and wellingtons that accompany the opposite feet
My father, his smile proud, his nod comforting
Greater in years I see myself, a young treasure with a brown top
My Haydee with whom this treasure and band I share
Perfect in all things perfect to me
The light fades; it’s neither hot nor cold
A deep and dark blackness. Surrounding. Inviting
A silence not heard before
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