Remembrance

 

She and I

Spent the whole summer

Thinking of one another

We knew what would happen

When we saw each other again

Our assumptions were well-founded

It turned out to be the case

That we felt for each other

The strongest form of love

I can hardly remember her

At this point in my life

 

We had a love that was storied

And as well tragic

We hated and loved each other

In equal proportion

Although, at the outset the hate

Was admiration

Beauty in the temporarily clouded eye

Of the beholder

We were stunned all the time

 

Neither of us

Was strong enough to hold on

She sabotaged me, and I terrorized her

Our love turned into hate

Our bliss transformed after that

Into a curse that destroyed our lives

And the bubble burst

For some time

 

Needless to say

For people to love this much

Their own efforts are likely grand

And their own lives perfectly stable

And regenerating

 

Maybe we were weaker back then

After 9/11

We needed to make sense of the situation

We poured our fluids

Into one another’s pores

We were shaken to the core

She was just becoming a woman

I was a grizzled metic

Although still a young metic

To be sure

 

 

That morning we both cried

Although I more than she

Because I knew what it all meant

Clearly there was a message being sent

Clearly she and I would need each other

She had to explain the boonies to me

And I had to explain the madness of Manhattan to her

Despite all the various problems which arose later

This was the glorious dawn of our love

And all our words were true

 

Eventually these would be mirages

Our love became marooned

All alone

In the high deserts of central Oregon

Left there by my idiocy and absentmindedness

Butchered there by her conception of America

Which, knowing how brilliant she is, has matured by now

I am sure she’s got it right

I am still working on it

 

Driving home

I listen to her music

I have only somewhat appropriated

The Discourse for my own

Sometimes

It makes me write epic love poems

Sometimes

It makes me want to sleep the day and night away

Sometimes

I give in to it and think about 9/11

And the days and months that followed it