/
this day of april / sun strays constant
behind clouds /
this is the hand of cold
numb
& tho we walk through the valley of
spring / fear / we fear no evil
look death straight in the face
where else are you going to go
it's another phase / some where
between life & death / white
& i close my eyes again / wish not
to see / / & death crosses over
just one more time / / /
try to under stand what dying is
hold it / touch it / open your eyes
look
& i will fear no evil
late lee / i wake / late nite /
always cruis'en / up up awake again
the ritual of the mid nite / late nite
smoke / body craves
i for get / constant lee / why 'm here
that i'm here / /
& some where between a point of light &
stars
who hang out @ the edges of mountains
the dark dreams ended / fell away
i stopped caring
really / i just don't care any more / who's got time
to think / when the brain is a series / too much spring cleaning
& a thousand corners filled with piles of life / & laundry
& children who cry / & eat / & need
&
this life is not over yet / & again
the words look odd / / some thing about the smell
of hospital / / antiseptic & cinnamon
the colour yellow / & a harp with one bad string
& once i laid in the shadow of your body
clinging to the cool spot between your ribs
but you suppose it didn't happen / & january
became march / april fell hopeful in to june
& time disappeared like the thought i carried
(eternal memory / i think it was) of a passion
of a kiss / a hand across the narrow path of my waist
gone / it was simply gone / & one day is was spring
& it's funny how when a feeling leaves / the pressure
to remember becomes irrelevent / & certain lee irreverant
i will fear no evil
it's the cut of your jaw i remember
the sun flashing off your teeth / white
the way you smiled / the crazy of your mind
& some times i smile / i think of the self
proclamation / assertion of belief & how in the end
i walked away almost beliving / almost considering
truth / / but i know you're not jesus
&
i know a lesson when i've earned it
but st.ill there is confusion about the
earth's axis / where i sit when i'm on this side of the
sun / & how can autumn even be close to spring
when one is living & one is dying
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