Avoes

For Eric

For you to save these broken avocado shells
I'd throw the stone over the wish won rainbo.
Cos all shades meet change,
And all lights have hours, my friend;
Even mother-brother's sheltering souls.
The room fills up
With lavender cures.

What will we do now we can't smoke,
Or scream at the ceiling
For keeping us down?
You built me this bed
Out of quinoa and hope,
I missed the start
Now I must depart
From the rotting heart
Of you big bad nut gone wrong.

These darkest days are impenetrable.
This scribbled light can't scratch the surface
Of grief,
It's claws climbing flaws
Beneath,
Before,
Behind.
Be lungs, be bones, be spine,
Be nodes, be hips, be silent.
Be strong, be there, be kind.