Dear Joe:

Another treat for me!

“frozen in time, frozen in mind * life goes on but i’m so behind * neither living * neiter  dead”- beautiful! I can hear this poetry in a song, flowing so well.

“yet sat here *  waiting for both of those things *  waiting in the waiting room waiting”- again those faces you drew come to my mind, waiting.

“the princes and princesses *  the beautiful people *  shiny happy people * really aren’t the fairest of them… everything we touch *  we poison * destroy * disintegrate * annihilate * until nothing but ash remains”-

True to reality, so much so, it is the naked truth, bare, painful to see: people do harm others, people do destroy others in all kinds of ways. Often enough, nothing but ash remains- literally so, and often enough, unfortunately, our spirits turns into ashes, hurt for a long, long time, sometimes for a lifetime.

But in your case, Joe, it is not true, if I may say so. More than ash remains of you- the person able to write such a beautiful, bare-reality, core poem is way more than ashes.

Thank you for sharing one more of your amazing poems!

anita