Marty’s Song

I can still touch you
From the days together
Tho’ it’s been a month or more.
My love, after all our years
I can’t quite comprehend
The madness.
The last time
We said our good-byes
It was only for a time
We could live with,
But we had no idea
How short the time to live.
I live now
Without the understanding,
Needing a place of interminable silence
Much like you own,
But mine to be only for a while.
I’m lost
With nowhere else to go.

MFM
March 17, 1977
                                     (Two days after she was killed)