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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