... WITHOUT YOU ...
There is no pleasure in today,
no way to share the ecstasy of feeling,
only knowledge that I could feel;
the empty certainty of intellect.
That is life today,
without YOU.
Without YOU,
Life is a terminal case of obligation;
a glowing sensation,
slowing in anticipation,
a waning flame that flickers out of view.
Drained of Dreams I linger … yearning,
without YOU.
Without WHO?
YOU do not even need a name,
the naïve game I’ve played
was being needed, instead of loved.
But living’s not the same without a Dream,
and life’s a losing game,
without YOU.
Without YOU,
Death is not subject to transition,
but Life is a decision,
no one is condemned to Life or wife.
Time will pay the past and end tomorrows,
without YOU.
Without YOU,
there is only human mortality;
my end to solitary giving.
The end to Spirit living,
without Love.
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Rhey W. Hedges, April 21, 2006
