My friend died today.
Did he know
That he had friends
That he died
That it happened today?
What is today when time has lost its meaning?
It seems the slow death has won
But only for today.
The peaceful visage
His best look in months
Spelt release, relief, respite.
He could not say goodbye
He did not say farewell
He forgot.
He just left
Going in Peace and quiet
As his soul melded with the dawn.
With sense of humour intact
He flipped therapeutic lying with a silent
“See you later.”
He of the melodious voice
Now sings in the angelic choir.
“Rest in Peace”, friend.
“See you later.”
The Meander: