[to the f u t u r e]

It still comes as a surprise, how much time we share. Oh, sorry, not you we. We dear-my-friend and I, and don’t you two know each other? His self-described nomadic lifestyle both gave you a relationship and strained it. But I started out about something else you know—time. Specifically the time he makes to wait to talk to be kind. All of it is good and right down to my bones. Even, would you believe, the time he takes to leave me.

You, too, would have smiled
When you heard that distant growl, that bass from afar
You, too, if you felt the energy
Almost snapping in the silent expectation
What clouds, so terribly beautiful!
Drawing the eye to the heights like no sunshine could
What silence, what longing
What emotion just waiting to fling itself upon you!

Sing me a song of full measure
Full feeling
Full emotion
Full love
Full anger
Thunder, preach!