“And he said, “you know what it’s like? It’s like riding in your dad’s old beater car
Through crowds of teenagers, loud
Because the exhaust system had a hole in it
And you just wished that the ride would be over
‘cause you’d been ridin’ too long
and here you are, through this sea of young things
you are also a young thing
but you wish you were 20 years older and knew
how it all turned out.”
Blue was the sky that day when he told me about his disease, caught
while drifting on water
Hotter than the white hot ash smashed into the tray
Burned it did when it hit my skin, heart burned
And busted from dis-ease he gave me
Mouth to mouth resuscitation. No it wasn’t a kiss
Just a wish for life. Please ease me back to light, life
And it finally set in what the goggled-eyed man meant when the sputtering car
Stuttered through the crowd
Pain in my heart, tears down my face, caused by you… my only you.” – Megan Marie Seaman