Our Memorial Aquaintance

tin seven waits
while you fly by
trailing wisps and whispers

I'm possessed I'm afraid
by endlessly gorgeous waves
saliva spattered
coming regimens
of multiplying demons

You always were the good one
hung wing with my brother
don't put me down my Queen
man I'd get so mean
break smashed windows
then go get drunk

Well not anymore
there is so much more
in Her there is so much more

and in the beginning
of our memorial acquaintance
was the urgency of your presence
your hand upon me
at the ice cream bar
you were never late