Carrying Your Ghost #24

I still remember

The first day

We became

Friends

And the

Last time

I ever

Saw you

Even as

The times between

Seem to fade

To grey

That first day

A sunny afternoon

You and that

Damn bike

Broken down

On the side

Of the

Road

And I

Stopped to see

If I

Could help

Not knowing

That we

Would never

Stop

Working on it

And that

Last time

A chilly Fall

Evening

Me, smoking cigarettes

Under the stars

Just trying to

Get the nerve

To see you

In that box

Though it wasn’t

Really you

Just a

Mannequin

To remember

You by

But now

I know

That how

We started

Or how we

Finished

Wasn’t what

Really mattered

It was just

The in between

That meant

Everything

-08/13/2007