Poem: Goodbye 2008

Was a miserable year.
Worst year in recent memories.
From begining to end a
constant, hounding, misery.
Tragedy after tragedy,
illness and failure,
bad-luck and wrecked dreams,
poverty and hunger,
confussion and fear,
lonliness and pain,
Doctors and Social Workers.
Constant and endless,
relentless in it's black pursuit.

Five cities,
two shelters,
Eight hospitals,
fifteen Doctors,
twenty-three medications,
ten social workers,
one death,
one heartbreak,
nine months homeless,
three articles published,
and two wonderful women.

I'm glad it's all over.
As 2009 dawns I find myself
in the exact position
I was trying not to be in
this time last year.
The return to the begining;
A Failure.
In comparrison,
the previous five years
were wonderful.
Fuckin' 2008.
I'm glad that you're leaving.
You were not a good year for me.
And I will never have to
go through you again.

The only good memories
that come to mind
are of the two
amazing women
who spent some time
with me.
Lightening the burden of my life,
for a little while at least.
Two beautiful Oasis'
in the midst of a murderous dessert.
My time with you
was not long enough.
But I'm thankful
for what I got.

At 29 I have not changed so much.
The love of a woman
still gives my life meaning.
In this great empty Universe of Pain,
Love truly is
as Perrenial as the grass.