Read Me

Read me-
and you will know my heart-
read me, and you will know who i am-
i've forgotten, but my heart hasn't-
it speaks empty words full of love, and life and desire-
it speaks of a soul battered by itself - and lost in the battle of the years-
a soul that can blame nothing but itself-
its demise a product of stolen youth, misplaced life-
i am the culprit-
but my heart knows better-
i speak malignant evil-
but my heart perseveres-
i open up the gates to death-
and my heart shields me from it-
it is a hard life-
being accountable-
being honest while cowering under a vivid facade-
it's hard and often foolish to live inside and never out-
i find gentle comfort in my knowing heart-
when all else fails and shuts down-
i can count on it to breathe, to walk, and carry on-
read me and you will know my heart-
read me and you will know who i am---
i've forgotten-
but my heart hasn't.

by gary j. j. boston

Gary (center) with brothers

Gary (in center) with family

Transformation

None of us are strangers to death. Throughout our lives we encounter it, as old selves inevitably die and new selves invariably awaken. Gary J. J. Boston