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Bud And Lou:

Written in about 20 minutes. I wrote it on the eve of my brother's funeral. It sums up the state of our relationship at the time of his death, paralleling Abbott and Costello's.

Bud & Lou
Could it be you’re not supposed to be so dead?
But would you be any different had you lived?
Accidental overdose or had you planned to meet the host?
And seeing you so comatose makes me think when we were close,
Years before like Bud and Lou in ‘44.
The golden age before the rage.
Now I feel like he feels when he swallows his tongue.
And I feel like he feels when he buries his son.
Now I feel it’s all too real and the damage is done.
It’s done and you’re gone.
But could it be you’re not supposed to be so gone?
Should I’ve foreseen the amputating of my right arm?
Incidental music flows as the heart and breathing slows,
And seeing you so comatose makes me think we’re not so close,
Anymore like Bud and Lou in ‘54.
Things had changed. The demons did reign.
Now I feel like he feels when he swallows his tongue.
Now I feel like he feels when he buries his son.
Now I feel it’s all to real and the damage is done.
It’s done and you’re gone.
© James Clark