CHE GUEVARA TEE SHIRT.

[dadio]

I seem to have inherited
your Che Guevara tee shirt,
red and black,
with the huge
Legends lettering
and portrait,
black on red.

Washed and folded,
I gave it a squeeze,
and held it to my chest
(wanting you back,
my son, and all the rest).

Sometimes I think
we shared the same heroes,
similar, more similar
than I ever thought before,
reflected in the tee shirts
you bought and wore.

I am still making
my way through
your Augusten
Burroughs books,
the humour, insight
and images raised,
have humoured me
at a time I need,
from dark thoughts,
guilts, on my time
and mind, like maggots
they have fed and feed.

I did think
I would talk to you
the following day,
before the coma,
the silence of you
contrasting the ever
sounding machines,
the dials, the lights,
and that, and other
images, keep me
from sleep at nights,
(hence the need
of the sleep
inducing pill).

I seem to have inherited
the black and red
Che Guevara tee shirt
you used to wear,
and when I hold it
against my cheek,
I imagine,
for short moments,
that you are
still there.

[david]

Even better on multiple reads Tell, hope you are well...D

[dadio]

Thank you, David. Day by day thing now. Writing helps.

[saw]

very nice dadio...an emotional tattoo

[dadio]

Thank you, saw.

[the mingo]

Terry - was not ready for this - was getting ready for a ride on a new bike - the sun is out you see, the time was mine & the winter has been long - i sat down here between putting on my shoes & reaching for my hat and read this - I'm still going for that ride - none of us are ever free of the burden & ravages of sorrow - today I will ride with a bit of yours - I'm sure there is room for it

[dadio]

Thank you, the mingo. May your God bless you.