You were a wingnut,........
Made of Shiny metal,......
Seemingly indestructible.........
Outward appearance,
Of hollow insides,
And not......so......soft........
Round with rough edges,
And a purpose obscure.
a mad man,
Or Unstable genius,.........
Insanely free,
Yet hopelessly bound.
With a wild glint in your eyes.
What you held in your heart,
Bled through your eyes.
The pain and torment filled orbs,
Like phosphorescent desert buttons
Burning to keep your body warm...........
In a world........so........cold........
But there were times,
So, so many......
That they shined.
Shined like the sunrise on an oceans horizon,
And could sparkle,
Like a million diamonds in the sea.
A sight so beautiful,.........
To behold......
That Poseidon himeself would weep with joy.......
To see.
Your Cryptic lunatic like rants,
Flow like a natural spring.
Clear as crystal,
And free flowing..........
Yet much depth,
Like the deepest.....
Black.....abysss.
And out of nowhere,
Words of wisdom,........
Dropped like a nuclear bomb,
Flash of words blinding,
Destroying ego,
Leaving the barren truth,
How could one look so instantaneously wise.......
If but only for a moment.......
Shaken,........
I stand in the fallout of your message........
Humbled.
Yes, you were a wing nut.......
But to me,
So much more.......
I saw rare beauty.
You were flesh and bone,
Blood flowing, heart beating,
Living breathing
Dysfunctional survivor.
A chaotic dreamer.
You were my friend,
Even.......when.......you weren’t.
And I’ll miss you.
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