when you leave,we have to re-adjust
death as permanent as forgetfulness.
a new ghost fills your space-
photographs,poems of remembrance
it will never have your substance,your bravery,your limits
it will never sing the lines you petitioned Goddesses with
another generation slouches in ,all attitude and haircuts
they think they own the Golden Fleece
they think they are New Gods
You walked away when body could not meet with mind
we dedicate these lines to you while alive
only one petition we will ask and sing
that you stay alive so we have to avoid
remembering
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