RetireRetire by ~twistedboy
I've felt this way before,
And though time has purged so much,
I saw this fateful creature,
Not a stranger to me, as such.
And so I know the motions,
My duty, as a friend,
I know those powder footsteps,
And how it is to end.
Abrupt in its finale,
But special nonetheless,
A dignified surrender,
And wishful thoughts...
(God bless)
for jack, when drowningfor jack, when drowning by ~desaparecidita
your mother was lost once
in the tides of a great dam—
that is when she first
learned to swim. a clumsy
breaststroke, and so like her,
limbs flailing and unable
to keep her head either
above water or not, but with such
stupid pride in learning both.
your father was caught once
among the shining sheets of a
glorious storm, standing
dumbly with but a single coat.
and like a stubborn fool he took
shelter beneath a pine—
unaware of misery's amorous love.
that was the first time
there was lightning in the sky.
are you out there drowning,
john? a sinking stone in some
magnificent sea, perhaps—
sodden lungs pulled in by cr
Sta.sh
Happy Holidays!!! 
