Marty’s Song

I can still touch you

From the days together

Tho’ it’s been a month or more.

My love, after all our years

I can’t quite comprehend

The madness.

The last time

We said our good-byes

It was only for a time

We could live with,

But we had no idea

How short the time to live.

I live now

Without the understanding,

Needing a place of interminable silence

Much like you own,

But mine to be only for a while.

I’m lost

With nowhere else to go.


March 17, 1977

                                     (Two days after she was killed)