Lewis Warsh


I thought I was burned out but I kept
on dreaming. Something revived inside me
that had already died. In my chest still
breathing passed out of my life, like the day
we heard Ted died & fucked all
night. It was the only way we could feel
alive, & keep on breathing, a wedge
between living & dying & we eventually died--
passing to the other side so we could
be with him.