friend...

tonight as I walked home
as I watched the cars,
the shadows and
the cracks in the street pass by
I looked up and was greeted with
a crescent moon
shining faintly in the mist
and I recalled the moments passed
drinking, thinking, smoking
playing chess
your science
my history
your math
my philosophy
you and your drawings
me and my words
figuring it all out as we fumble through
and stumble along
playing at life
like playing chess
Russian Roulette
Bloody Knuckles
and chicken.
smiling at full glasses
while looking for a page to bleed on
with livers and lungs laughing all the way
while the synapses, well they just
Explode!
into rainbows of colourful moments
lost and found between the rain drops
the ones that fall during a snow storm
of broken arms,
pilfered fruit, flowers,
all day ball hockey games
RCMP raids
and nights ended by empty glasses.
ah, tonight My Friend,
this evening My Brother
as I walked home,
as I walked passed the shadows on the night streets
I happened to turn and look up to see
a crescent moon
and at that moment, which lead to this,
all I thought was how I would love
to be playing chess in the mountains
with you.

-2005