B L U E S

no, it’s beyond words. say a word your word if you need, death loss tears grief gone ever it’s beyond all these take them hold them press them tear them squeeze from them the tears of things tears at the heart of things squeeze this pure pure liquid from these from life itself so pure it’s nameless so pure it’s the being of your being, the truth of truth, the beauty, of all the sadness that ever, so pure, so true that never again; so pure, it could be joy or love or grace wash in its purity this is life