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ever since he died

ever since he died I have become more alive

the sword of his death pierced me and the blood became my poetry and it flowed and flowed and flows

and the blood of all I was and would become flowed and flowed

the blood of all I was taught me what it meant to be alive

the blood of all I was became the blood of who I am now

taught me what life was and is

I did not want to know such painful news but now I do

and

ever since he died I have become more alive more alive to life and everyone around me

more alive to death and everyone around me

more alive to who I really am and who we really are

ever since he died I have become more alive to me and you

and us all of us who are here and all of us who are still here

now I know the sword pierced me

to make me whole

from Steve — poems from a friend — Bill Eberle

Thomaston     March 21

© 2019, Bill Eberle