The Addicts Lament.
I have a friend who I have lost.
We were so close for so long
Every day entangled and connected
In every way mutually directed.
Every need of each, clambering to the top
Survival forcing collaboration
Driving us to inseparable bond.
A friendship that could not stop.
Smokey’s lines either way
Unknown, made sense to sing.
Like Brothers or lovers, contra mundi
We fought off attacks upon our troth.
Until at last we two stood shakily alone
And surveyed the bloody carnage.
We had fought long and hard for this
This empty victory over life.
Collapsing to the littered ground we embraced
And eye to eye agreed.
That our journey was done with nothing won,
And went our separate ways.
I howled out loud and begged them return.
I was unknowing and opaque
Without alliance or protection
Before an ordinary world.
Despite the certainty of our defeat
And the clarity of our disunions need,
Despite desolations greedy stare,
Like a severed limb I missed my friend.
This need eclipsed my cloudy mind
All thoughts were scattered and split.
A constant grief driven drone
An insistent pull to reunite.
In the thinnest moment, an echo
My friend and I face to face
That knowing instant, that certainty,
We were done or dead, let go let go.
Written by Francis de Aguilar©