#547. swansong
July 18, 2012
what was that song
or any of the songs you wrote and played with sad joy
the strings of your guitar still vibrate in me although
why you gave it up is an unknown tragedy
i know like i know my finger burns
when i hold it in the flame
of a burning candle
that friendship
and our adventure
our lives and love
still vibrates
you couldnt have a child
and so it goes you said in pain
and resignation and so i
named my only son
for you
swan
and in this moment the moon behind low clouds drifts over the brooklyn bridge