i embrace your death <br />with a mournful catching of breath <br /> <br />the razorwire net i lived above <br />knowing the fall would occur <br />wasn't there to ease or to soften <br /> <br />the stale old retreaded laughs <br />i cling to <br />seem to have run their course <br />their novelty and the simplistic charm <br />is now wearing thin <br /> <br />your hand always was <br />a soft touch in the wind <br />never a cement stone sharing the same glove <br /> <br />these lines are not rehearsed <br /> <br />they're not notes taken in class <br /> <br />words scribbled over pink streaks <br />from the god-side of the pencil <br /> <br />these are words from a low hung <br />short slice <br />yet <br />slow bleeding being <br /> <br />when read they might not make sense <br />but <br />if you had a friend <br />who died a mid-twenties death <br />drowned by a 'weighty paper' <br /> <br />you probably still wouldn't get it <br /> <br />so <br />for her... <br /> <br />i embrace your death <br />with a mourning sighing of breath <br /> <br />kiss<br /><br />J. James Martinez<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/oct-25-2007-12-42-am-pacific-standard-time/
