To My Dearly Departed Wife...
We were forced to part ways
but are now re-united in spirit.
A kizmet pairing
death could not separate,
nor could it finalise.
In temporary finality,
a most horrific and despairing day
filled with much wringing of hands
and me with my tortured brow
vowing to not suffer fools
and I retreated and shut the door
and booby trapped
and assembled
a grand and austere arsenal
and became known
as a recluse, living without,
intent on living out
my life without you
only to find that each day
left the memory
even more full of meaning
always thinking my way out
and back to you.
Back to the future,
with you.
I traversed between dimensions,
consumed by greed
to fulfill my own selfish need(s)
to return you to me.
I plundered on
with nothing more in mind
than an extended stay
in the universal womb
where we will maintain
an endless high energy
and consciousness flow
that is undefined and unknown
by your average human eye.
and there you are
and here I am,
for the taking.
