Friday, January 15, 2021

Memories Extend: Second to Second

 

Jared was 25, lived in South Central, died in 2018. A raw agitator, by a ruthless gaze, prone to relentless violence. They fought for sport, himself and a close friend, it went often too far. When Jared died those streets filled with misery, the FBI were watching, many were snatched, disgusted, but muffled. Jared loved dice, an alcoholic, a close compadre. It’s been some time, wasted and explosive, riding Harley’s harder, laughing when provoked. A true machine a magnet for winged hips an occasional outburst.

Victor was younger, lived in West Los Angeles, died in 1995. We knew it, something was gray, but we ignored it. Charisma, a quick fist, a bit of a daredevil. A quiet soul. An observant soul. We didn’t say he was ruthless. He had a friend. They both were silent. I wondered about true hostility. Victor played Cowboys, a night made memory, he turned fire onto himself — and all were stunned. So much a nice soul or a disinterested soul or an accepting soul.

I cast a prayer, as rethinking journeys, eating an opal plum. I think back on lemon trees apple trees and pomegranates. Shacks made of metal, thoughts made of screams, or plates of breadfruit. Maybe an olive grove, or helicopters, to see as they circle. sirens wailing tires streaking or classrooms void of our condition. Stories are made simple, no one knows, and most aren’t interested. So, a kid is shy, angry, secluded, and ignored by subsistence.

I analyzed something, it felt peculiar, but most of us are reluctant. The quick-witted ones die. The tepid ones are unfooted. And the negligent ones struggle without understanding. This applies to a few, not all are dying, unless, we speak of silence as a death.   

We close a message, embedded in a mime, while struggling to re-voice — those tales those seasons those deaths. A family watching. A soul just released. A person feeling vulnerable. To exist in margins, as never noticed — while we ask, “Why did they fall for that?”        

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