For Eric

My Road

On the road
Watching the ravens
Circle above,
Watching the clouds
Block out the sun,
Watching them
Shed tears of parachutes,
Watching,
Watching,
Watching the dead laugh
In their graves
As our lives pass us by,
As quiet as
Shadows.

It’s a fucking freak accident,
How did I end up on this road?
With these strangers
These Green
Bright and shinning souls.

It all seems like a dream,
But it’s
Not,
It’s my reality,
My world,
My road.

There are many,
Many ugly roads
I could have traveled up.
There are many,
Many cursed roads
I could have traveled down:
A weakling on junkie ave.
A prisoner on death row,
A bum on skid row.

I could have,
I could have,
But I did not.
I am here
A walking, drinking, shit talking, breathing, fucking
Hard on
Driving in a sea of air,
Right beside
Joy and pain,
Happiness and sorrow,
On my way
On my road.