one day you are here
the next day you are gone.
it's like the last four, three, two seconds
before your favorite song
fades back into the realm of inspiration
from which it came
and all that remains
are memories of the refrain
playing over and over again
in your mind...
until you find
that in time
that is enough to get you through
even if the verses remain an opaque hue
that only allow you to
see traces of what was on
the other side.
-carlton
*I found out yesterday that a friend of mine passed away.
his name was jody.
he was 35 years old
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