Hawk

The Hawk is dead.
Johnny told me,
I should never have asked:
“Have you seen the Hawk?”

Johnny don’t tell me that,
Why did you tell me?
Why did I ask?
Your answer saddened me.

I am very sad and mad.
Waking-up knowing the Hawk is gone.
I feel like throwing my hot coffee
At my clean white shirt
Draped over chair.

Why, after all these years
I dreamed about the Hawk?
Why such a sad ending?
I was jolted awake.

Is this the end of the Hawk?
Did the Hawk really die?
Did I die?

I am spending another day
in reality
And my night bereft of a piece
of unreality.

My friend.
My buddy.
The Hawk.
Gone.

Puma/MMXX

Copyright:2009: Tony Puma
‘Voices in my head, verses to be read’.