Ending

This one is very personal. It’s about my adopted dad, may he rest in peace. It’ll be nine years July 4, but it still feels like yesterday.

 

Ending
May 27-28, 2014

 

Everybody is celebratin’ around me.
And still I wish …
And still I wish …
And still I wish …
They’d skip the damn fireworks
Pop-pop-poppin’ in the Gulf breeze.
What’s that, you say?
I can’t hear above …
I can’t hear above …
I can’t hear above …
The noisy train in my brain
Its horn screeches
Louder and louder
Closer and closer
Until the wind devours it of sound.
It’s a mighty loco-
It’s a mighty loco-
It’s a mighty loco-
Motive for tragedy
Bearing down on
Unsuspecting revelers
As quiet as a ninja
Before going all Bruce Lee
On a foe in a B-movie
Maligned by bad acting
With the same shitty ending …
With the same shitty ending …
With the same shitty ending …
In which the superhero dies
With no one around to hear his cries
While members of the audience gasp in surprise
Because they simply can’t believe their eyes
As they stuff their faces with burgers and fries
While each dove in the broken sand dollar flies
From the sandy beaches to the darkening skies
Just to see the fireworks display their reflection on the water in goodbyes
In a fitting finale for all of those gleefully watchful Independence Day spies.
Fire and fuse combust …
Fire and fuse combust …
Fire and fuse combust …

And all that’s left of you is dust.

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