I used to always look for you
In memories in mom and dad
In your music and your words
Your friends and your places
Now I know
There will be nothing more of you
Calling out from a tall maze when you
Are not there
It’s the headless chicken in a circle all over again
Bewildering panic
The falling of family
Losing of limb
Breaking of box
Taking from whole
A missing complete
A crack on the pavement
A hole in the floor
A loss of gravity
Accelerating
…and so today we can speed up
so that the ever-falling you
stills.
You are not alone.
pandaplatter 