No.33

You're a lost boy. Man, rather.
Forever 40-ish
always a vague memory with only certain happenings remaining in focus.
Not a legend
Not a myth
Simply someone,
something,
that used to exist but appears to no longer.
In fact we no longer inhabit the same world-
you are not a part of mine, anyhow.
I'd like it if someone had written a biography of you
so I could read it
find insight into all my unanswered questions,
without disturbing the seismic balance.

No.32

How beautifully you light the scene.
An enviable luminescence, inimitable.
Even the shadows you create are light, somehow,
and the truly dark is felt only in your absence.
You conjure magic where there was none.
And when you withhold your illumination, there is only blackness,
and I cannot see the path ahead.