We got half way to where
we were going
When we stopped
in the early evening mist
to count the stars.
I wished upon a falling one
you wished upon me
The sky shifted I lost you
and you
became lost.
Now every night
I look at the sky
trying to remember
the pattern
of the stars
when I counted on them
to be you.
(c) Terrell Neuage (Adsit pre-8/81) ~ New Orleans 1972. Terrell with Shane in Timonium Maryland 1978.
 

Everyone was there
my mum who put me up for adoption then died from cancer
my mum who raised me then died from old age
my brother who still is my favourite human who died of AIDS
my girl friend who killed herself in 1987
my girl friend who killed herself in 1972
my master teacher who died of a brain tumour
my master teacher who killed herself
my dog (puppy) who chased another dog whilst in heat never to return
We shared a glass of liquid light
talked about the old days
and how strange it was
that I was still alive
when the plan had always been
that I would go first
and meet all of them
after I had set the table
for this our final meal together.  8-20-1994 Victor Harbor South Australia
though my dad (94 this year) is still doing fine up there in Clifton Park, actually but a boomarang’s toss from the woods in the photo above. 

Just thought I would share all this with you

since writing this my father died age 102 - 2007 and my son Leigh died 2003