Music Man

All the baby girls scream
their panty throws
at the guitar guy
swimming spotlight waves
as they ripple and dance.

All the Barbie babies
dance and cry and scream
and dream of dreamy him
and they -

but his eyes are closed
and far away he sways
in his ocean of music.

Michael Louis R.I.P

This morning when I woke, before I opened my eyes,
I felt the sun, warm on my back, gold
through my closed lids.

Birdsong and leaf rustle lulled me into daydream,
a raft of thought and feeling
to float the day upon.

Then I remembered -
you will never see the sparkling day awaken again.

I hope that somehow, beneath your coverlet of earth,
you will still feel the seasons turn, feel
the glow of love against your back.

The Sound and the Fury

And I will look down and see my murmuring bones
and the deep water like wind, like a roof of wind
and after a long time they cannot distinguish even bones
upon the lonely and inviolate sand.

William Faulkner