Sestina for Alexis


As time goes by and we grow older
life continues on, without any care.
Each day we try to play it off like nothing
X-cept in the moments we are forced to notice
in the blink of a second fast as death,
something that calls to our inner being.

all i ever wanted to be,
looking back now, feeling old,
encompased being your friend until death..
x-panding the meaning of caring..
inviting the gods to take notice
somehow, that WE were more than nothing.

Attacking constantly seems to do nothing.
Look at the waste of time it's been.
Everyday i send myself a notice 
x-plaining how to keep from getting old.
Instead i should be telling you i care,
sharing my thoughts with you before they die.

Are you afraid like me, of being alone at death?
Loose talk means nothing,
especially when one is speaking of caring..
x-cited movments and truth is what is to be
if you want to be taken serious and noticed.
Some never learn and die lonely and old.

A  bond like ours can only grow old.
Love so vibrant and rooted with care, cannot die.
Electric energy that time doesnt notice...
X-tra special something in a universe of nothing..
It is true, it is strong, and it will remain to be
so long as you and i continue to care.

Ambushed by an overwhelming caring..
Led on by a notion that grows old..
Excited simply to be near where you're being....
X-cited with a truth that will not die...
Insane with a passion gone un-noticed...
So please don't tell me this is nothing..

Laughing with you being un-intrested in death..
Over how much we cared before we got old
Basicly noticing.. the coming of nothing.. 


3:38am  2/12/98  hb, CA -/\-