it's been a while
since i have seen you
but thoughts of you
have lingered
on the edges of my brain
i think of you
in glimpses
and stolen moments
memories
of a not so distant youth
i can almost feel
your rough hands
or hear that deep laugh
the one that made
you tilt back in your chair
i see you like that still
my phone rang
and brought you
into conversation
dead
bobby's dead
but maybe not for me
for me
i replay those moments
rewinding
and replaying
over and over
the moments
when you were so real
so alive
that it makes it impossible
for you to be dead
someone so vital
so loud and free
couldn't die
it just couldn't happen
it couldn't
so i will replay those moments
in my mind
perhaps
that will be enough