loss – Page 4 – poems 2 die for

HOLE

THIS THING

this thing, suffering,
never
thought about it really
when we were
together

before the fracture,
time of complete loss

yes that short time
of beauty
I do not remember
much about it now

why, how
it could not be sustained

thinking about the drive home
immediately after our
marriage

no reason to think
of suffering

suffering there lying
in wait somewhere
outside us

or, already primed, set
to destroy,
lodged within

SCORPIUS

Last time I saw you
it was middle of November
just after your birthday

you were with someone
who looked alien
on the dark
side of the Moon

Scorpius was at its zenith
and you wwre discussing
telekinesis, expanded
consciousness
and meme
transmission

wbklst I stood quiet
as a Sentinel
unobserved

as I had been through
each of a host of
less
than celestial
shapes
and incarnations

defined by the demeanor each
tragic loss
to survive.

together
we saw Avatar together

learnt how to fly
across our new world

but this Universe
starting to split, fragment
fracture

and we too divided as
everything ends up becoming

no visual paradise
to upload ourselves into

and now
we are on opposite
sides of the galaxy

this our
sole moment of
pure dream