IN MY MIND, Flashes,
Nothing totally whole, still-frames defined,
Mostly in Winter, more fragmented Summer.
All out of order.
Black, utilitarian fingerless gloves and
The Black Leather Duster,
Smoke in hand,
Protects me from the Monsters.
So brave and so strong,
So smart and so kind.
Loved like he Raged,
Completely and Honestly.
Swords, mead and fireworks,
Monk's robe and borrowed boots.
He wore sandals and shorts in the snow, and
Black every day in high school
Because they told him he couldn't-
Katy in the '90s.
He went to classes sometimes.
Star Trek, wanted Amazing Grace
Like Spock had in Wrath of Khan.
(We did the best we could on short notice, Mig)
in the Yellow Bird, Terrible Thunder Chicken,
Firebird as old as me,
Picked me up after school
Driving in the heat.
Metallica's Black Album,
Alanis's Jagged Little Pill.
(He loved her as God in Dogma)