Carrying Your Ghost #27

Would it have

Made any difference

If the gun

You used

Wasn’t the one

That I

Made work

For you?

I’ve spent

The last

13 years

Trying to

Hate myself

For the sake of

Mechanical aptitude

Wishing I could

Take back

What I’ve done

But I’ve realized

That my absence

When you needed

Me

Was as much

A smoking barrel

As the one

That ended

You

And now

I realize

That it wasn’t

My finger

On the trigger

Or my bullet

In the chamber

It was yours

Just like

The choice

You made

To do

What you did

And that’s

The truth

We both

Had to face

Alone

-08/15/2007

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Carrying Your Ghost #26

Our

War horses

Were nothing

To brag about

But we did

The best we could

With what

We had

And I still

Laugh sometimes

When I think

About that mess

You rode

The broken cables

Attached where

They didn’t belong

The car battery

Strapped to the

Back seat

Keeping it going

I still remember

Cruising

Next to you

Listening to

That car stereo

You had jammed

Into your

Busted up

Old fairing

And I wish

That I knew

Where our

Old machines

Are now

I wish

I could somehow

Have them back

To try to

Reclaim even

A few of those

Moments

We had

But I imagine

That they are

Out there

Somewhere

Melting slowly

Into the prairie

Just like

You and I

Are slowly

Melting away

Into the

Endless prairies

Of time

-08/15/2007  Zero Anon

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Carrying Your Ghost #25

I still

Remember the day

You saved

My life

That day

We raced

Down endless

Ribbons of concrete

On our

Two wheeled

Steeds

Chasing the

Clouds

Across endless

Dakota grassland

Only your

Frantic yelling

Breaking the

Moment

To tell me

To stop

NOW

I never

Would have noticed

That axle

Slipping out

Of place

Until it was

Too late

But you

Were watching

Out for me

Like how you

Pulled a piece

Off your

Own bike

To fix mine

Se we could

Keep going

And I never

Really thanked you

Not properly

Not when I

Had the chance

So this is

The only thanks

I can give

To watch out

For you

To keep your

Memory alive

To go on

Carrying your Ghost

-08/15/2007

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