Separation

Tic tok went the clock

Faster and faster

As I got further and further away from here

Separation takes on many avenues

The further away I am from here the safer I am

As I drive down a deserted US highway 41

Going further and further away

I begin to miss what I am leaving

No clue where I am going or where I am coming from

I become frozen in time

As I beat on the steering wheel

To the unfamiliar rhythm of the CD

Blaring over my 12 amps

Wondering if I will be remembered

Or forgotten slowly

While I am separated

Or if I will forget then the select few

Who I talked to in this such a town of the weird and unusual

As I remember and wake up a tear slowly falls

over my rough unshaven

Cheek and down to where it is separated from my

Triply doubled double chin

I remember as I try to begin a new

My true friends

Lauralyn the great

Bill George the superb

Lisa the wonderful

Laura the lovely

Jesse the joyous

St. Mike

Buddha the stupendous

And all the others

Who no matter how separated from them I am

Forget my weakness and remember my strength

Those are my true inseparable friends.

8-99

©1999 Justin Hardesty