another face

to a primo who recently passed

So its that face again

One form the blurred childhood

Squinty eyes, fucked up teeth

That ‘he’s so annoying’ speech

Floating inside a blank mind

It’s that face you haven’t seen in a long while

The name that’s draws back the visage

The knowledge that that face

Exists no longer

That person from these memories

Is gone now, Mistaken death

My Lady Winter’s kiss is so cold

Author's Note

Cp. 10:44PM Tue 11/06/07 NM Here, Damn it, Another Death, Irony (Written, Big Black)