remember me happily, by the rose bush, laughing,
picking raspberries and blackberries,
weaving basketry beneath the basswood tree,
with a big old bowl of wildflower salad
looking way too good to actually eat…
remember me in the pasture, fast asleep
feeling like the alchemist,
a legend in my dreams,
or in the garden, planting seeds
on my hands and knees
or putting up a beanstalk fence
picture me dipped in the creek
or on the summit of the mountain
or even in the town looking like a townie
surrounded by a bunch of people
sitting by a fire
with a couple hundred thousand stars out,
now that’s something you should see

hope you think of me fondly,
i heard from someone you’re still pretty
if you want to, call me
i know you still live in the city,
hope you’re getting everything you want,
i never not wanted that for you,
i love you from afar
it’s hard to be apart from each other,
but we get stronger when we realize
that there’s nothing we can hold on to forever
we’re never separated at all, there’s only one thing
so we gon see each other again
one way or another, trust me

ain’t it lovely?
the lights all glittering
that’s why my eyeballs glistening
the pipe line’s trickling
before you know it, everything is gone
hold on tight to everything you got
what i want?
remember me and my crippling self-imposed misery
also, please, remember me blissfully,
living free, singing like a symphony,
everyone’s are a mix of each
it’s an enigmatic mystery
guess we gotta deal with the deck of cards that we got
never stop giving thanks cause a little means a lot
let the pieces fall into place in the puzzle
and before long you won’t recognize where you once was

(but i)
remember running toward you in a courtyard
you were such a sight for sore eyes
so we poured wine
of course we were caught up
with the cost of compromise
listening to m. ward’s “hold time”
my whole life flashed by in an instant
like i was about to die,
but time’s infinite
the spiral’s intricate and cyclical - mythical
try to follow it, it’s difficult - typical
remember me finally like sisyphus,
uphill clawing, pushing pebbles up a precipice
flying like pegasus
falling like icarus
floating in the ocean
looking quite ridiculous

you never know what’s coming
let’s be honest
even if you could
you could never stop it
im just tryna watch like the audience
even while i’m juggling prorities
each of us are tightrope walkers
everyday i try to write book like a novelist
i afraid of heights but i’m up here flying, falling
swinging like a trapeze artist
a trapeze artist