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Hanging High
Hanging High
I’m at cliff’s edge with the rope wrapped tight.
Marijuana has me passed high, & my bad sight-
Grasps light weirdly, as I watch time pass by.
I’m hesitant to jump from here and kiss the sky.
..That’s when I look up, & the sun hits my eye,
Reminding me of Jessica, & I begin to fear not.
But memories of her that day make a tear drop..
“Blah, Blah! ‘Life is short’.. Fuck life support!
My life is warped because of tubes and wires!.
Let my body die, & let my soul sooth the fire!..
There is nothing to cry for!.... Dr. Leddy tried
Now unhook me.. Please.. Please.. Let me die”
I watched her argue to die - It broke my heart.
My wife of 46 years’s soul was broke in shards.
Dying of cancer. All I could be was sit bed-side,
& watch her be unhooked, as the Med. Cried.
“Stop crying, Dr. Leddy - Everyone has to die
Want to make it better? Get me a warm apple pie.
All of you nurses, go tend to someone, buddies..
I want to spend this time, alone, with my hubby.
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.. Now that they’re gone, come & lay with me.
Lets talk of days, which we lit trees. Hahaha!..
The seventies were sweet, huh?.. Please, hun-
Don’t be sad.... Look at how far we’ve come”
She brought a smile to my face & wiped tears.
“Here’s your pie” Dr. Leddy said. “right here”.
I laid in that bed with my wife in my arms, tight.
Did we eat that pie up? Haha, you darn right!..
And as we laid, we started to talk less & less..
I watched my wife slowly die - The test of tests.
I couldn’t help notice that her hand was weak.
She scooped the last of the pie & began to speak
“ *cries*.. That pie was sooo good, baby...
We can still be together - Call me crazy, but...”
After she told me what to do to be with her, I agreed
& forced a, huge, smile to hide the grief
“Before you do it, please go back for me..
& hit the Mary Jane - For the sake of the seventies”
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Do it, hun, & I will be with thy.. in a form...”
Then the sun hit my eyes, & my love died in my arms
So I find my self, here, high on the cliff’s edge,
Doing exactly what the, beautiful, Mrs. Said..
Thinking of her smile made me dump the fears
I take a lone deep breath - Then jump from here.
See, I couldn’t just mope around & live to sob,
So I hit the weed, & bungee chord did it’s job
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I’ve never done it, but Jessica always did it to forget the strife
So in my loneliness - I find it, the only way to be with my wife
Now, every time, I get lonely, I light up my Mary Jane pipe, and come to her favorite spot. At least for those 15 seconds in the air, I’m not alone anymore..
I love you, Jessica.
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Damn wicked' this was very emotional as well, I just finished reading credz piece and this both are just amazing. I was confused at first but then I realized the topic. You did a nice job drawing everything out for me with the details and all the imagery was real nice.
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although this was worded simply, the subject matter and the emotions conveyed in this piece were brilliant and just plain real. you have some serious talent my friend. you had a few multis in here. the imagery was excellent.
i love an innovative piece, keep posting.
if you could rep one of my pieces i'd appricaite it.
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i read this one in WOP. the emotion in this is crazy. Oliver is going to have to go all out to beat this. the imagery pretty clear and clean cut, the story was interesting, flow was dope. the only thing i didn't quite like was the thing about weed, i don't usually intwine the threads of drugs and love, but other than that, great piece.
props to ya.
peACE
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Oliver no-showed. He just smoked to reminde him of his wife and the fun they had as newlyweds, in the 70s. It's not some hard drug abuse or something. Good looking on the reply.
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damn this plot was good..i liked the way this all came out..i loved the wording in ya lines...i think you worded shit great....your imagery was good...it was easy to see..i think your vocabwas useful here..and you did a good job of stickin in the good shit...overall good job man
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