To No Longer Whoosh

 If you’ve lost someone dear to you.

And I mean lost the dearest person to you in the whole world.

When I say I daydream of dying, reuniting, being two beams of pure energy and whooshing through the universe together, holding hands, even though we no longer have hands, and everything being beauty and wonder, you’ll know what I mean.

If you’ve lost the person you can’t imagine not talking with every day.

And I mean the only person you need to talk with because you’ve lost the only person.

You’ll know what I mean when I say we’ll whoosh until it feels right to no longer whoosh, then together become some other thing. 

You know what I mean. 

Parkstreet

For Jacqueline Elizabeth Scanlon, written through tears, twenty five years later.