sometimes
the wind the waves
muffle and drown my memories
sometimes
the wind the waves
magnify and amplify
the sound of your voice and clearing of your throat
your graceful hobble into a room full of us
sometimes i crave an interlude from this chasmic sorrow
sometimes i am incensed by the muted reflections
you were a fairly loud man
echoing off of everything
oh universe
give me just a few more seconds (no minutes no lifetimes)
of his noise