Crazy weekend ahead. Graduation ceremony+festivities, wedding, and Father’s Day packed into three days - which translates into, “serve lots of guests, entertain guests, and try not to kill myself in the process; go to wedding and try not to get lost on the way to the wedding; don’t pick on Dad too much and remember why we celebrate Father’s Day.” Some poetry to end the week and start the weekend:

Look behind at what was
You will only see the oblivion of the Past
Turn to the left and right
You will only see the futility of man’s directions
Consider this world’s offerings
You will make Lot’s wife proud
Your tears for its gain will be your eternal cage

I’m re-hashing the one below because it came to mind after I read the news about the suicide bombing in Jerusalem. It was the only reply I could come up with, really.

The grinding thunder plummets in cavity and blackness
as, Alas! another falls
And they cry and wail
“ashes to ashes, dust to dust”
But the one they mourn
only feels painful bliss under gravel and marble

It was the mortar that took him
Delivered from the hands
of one so alike
The same dark hair and starlit eyes
the same deep laugh and grace
One returned to earth and ash, the other turning to his brother
And coolly, almost lovingly, cutting flesh from bone
With steel and gunpowder

And you ask “Why?”

And the dead rise to regard you with scorn
As their oppressor walks away,
Seeking another unfamiliar face to black out
From the attendance rolls of humanity

And the dead reply,
“Why not?”

03.09.02

See ya next week!