Ayesha

22nd of May, when we spoke for hours
          4th of March, and I still recall how it felt 

I insist somebody will die
          And I hate hoping
          

Long ago there was a cat,
          Who swallowed a ball of yarn;
          And when the cat had kittens,
          They all had sweaters on. 

When I die
          Give what's left of me away
          To children
          And old men that wait to die.
          And if you need to cry,
          Cry for your brother
          Walking the street beside you.
          And when you need me,
          Put your arms
          Around anyone
          And give them
          What you need to give to me.
          
          I want to leave you something,
          Something better
          Than words
          Or Sounds.
          
          Look for me
          In the people I've known
          Or loved,
          And if you cannot give me away,
          At least let me live on your eyes
          And not on your mind.
          
          You can love me most
          By letting
          hands touch hands,
          By letting
          Bodies touch bodies,
          And by letting go
          Of children
          That need to be free.
          
          Love doesn't die,
          People do.
          So, when all that's left of me
          Is love,
          Give me away.
          
          I'll see you at home
          In the earth.
          
          
          "Epitaph" by Merrit Malloy

i realize
          it's not the same as it was before

you can easily return to the past
          but no one is there anymore

See I try, and look up
          But my eyes burn

come outside
          and see it
          but pack your heart
          you might need it

I feel soon
          I will sink
          Into you
          What do you think?

and i know that it's hard to digest
          but you've got your demons
          and she's got her regrets