Blake's gone

"This is getting heavy," said Maximus as he shook the change taped inside the "Max go to Branson Fund" collection tin.

"yeah"
I could feel the sorrow in the air.  Blakipoo-Ducky's laugh will never again break the silence of a monotonous french class.

His best friend had everyone sign his too-tight pants.  They were girl's pants.  He was too small to fit into his father's.  

Those pants are going to be buried with him-in the dirt.

So unlike his smile-his grin rather

          Big, flashy, warmth

His brother was driving.  He went off the road and can't remember what the car looked like that came at him.  It was dark.  It wasn't his fault.

I can think of him, just months ago, on my birthday, at the "I love Napoleon" party

Sticking tator tots up his nose, and shoveling macaroni and cheese

                      wearing his girl pants

Seeing me gaze at him with laughing eyes
                 and grinning.




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