Tribute to Carrie Fischer

with acknowledgement to Chris Marlowe and Faust.

Was this the face that launched a thousand ships and burnt in the dreams of so many nerds?
Sweet Leia, make me a Jedi with one immortal kiss, wish the luck as to the Death Star I shall fly and then without the power of the force miss
the hole in one vent with my torpedos and down like a flame I shall crash away like jetsam.
I will be Luke and for the love of thee will I shall blow up the local comic book store and battle the Sith Lords around the salad bar.

Not Alone

Lest we forget

Lest we forget
that this is
winter- when
women
suffer
the cruelty
that is
man's rage
over sports,
over anything,
over nothing.

She Whispers

She whispers her apologies as I let her cry

her tears cutting my soul in two

all the regrets, all our fears, 

in the darkness between us

She stares at me, will I be the one to break

my silence, can our love survive such

infidelity?

She whispers to me, I hold her hands in mine

forgiving all and nothing, forgetting every

line save that I can still feel every lie as it 

carves out a hollow in my chest, I would shut

her out but I cannot force myself to regret

that I have loved her always even now as she

tears my life apart, this is the pain of sharing

lives, rooms in the caverns of the heart.

She whispers the final refrain.

picture credit Anna Shakina (self portrait)

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