Dead Friends

Remembering when
Teen movements were
Awkward with

Also beautiful flicker, and
Being was, so often
Moonlight--well,

Then world sadness
And I must be,
I must be,

And me, I'm
A percentage
Deceased, and

One day, again
We'll be moonlight, fully
This time,

Revisiting, with
No sadness,
When we were everything (without

even knowing, and including
deer in the woods; flowers in
the perfect Grandmother's

vase), and then
We'll be
There, with

No need to
Rebuke or regret,
And, no, no,

Never sleeping
With fishes.

Copyright © 2001 Kemal Faruquee

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