Yaktownlaisly and other stuff: SARAH

Yaktownlaisly and other stuff: SARAH: The deadly scene of Terrance Dyer death at the carelessness of Sarah Gaynor. This person was the hardest person to have to live ...  #OCJ

Ode to Vince

I’m a stranger – so are you?

We are strangers.

We aren’t friends,

You’re not my brother.

Surely, you are not my lover.

I am sure you are the sun.

Hovering in the sky.

I’m the moon.

Looming in your darkness and gloom.

But we are strangers.

You aren’t my friend,

Neither are you my brother

(Silence)

Or my lover.

Like the fruit that hangs from a tree.

The roots are hidden,

And that’s you and me.

The distance apart and deep at the heart.

Invisible and impossible to see.

The fruit and the tree.

(Silence)

Yeah, that’s you and me.

I can name in an instant the men you have been.

I can list them, honestly,

From beginning to end.

Goren and Fisk.

Bill and Carl.

Give me a minute and I bet I could name them all.

I call you my fantasy.

I call you my dream,

But I just love your acting.

So, know what I mean.

It’s like this Vincent,

You are a cloud.

You rain down your gifts,

As the words and lines begin to fall.

You drip on us like the water on the ocean.

A stellar experience in centrifugal motion.

Only to stay for as long as it last.

So, you’re a stranger.

You are not my friend.

You are not my brother.

You’re an actor,

And not my lover.

We don’t even know each other.

-       Lesley (Yaktownlaisly)

November 12, 2018

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