There once was a boy who was only a ghost...

A shade of darkness so much brighter than most...

A piece of a puzzle unsolved when I knew him...

A code left unbroken that sought to subdue him...

That's how I found him -

that spectral someone...

Two ghosts together;

takes one to know one.

We clashed for a moment;

we lusted for years...

We held on to nothing & embraced our own fears...

For we were both ravaged & could not give in...

And we never learned what we could have been...

Because we weren't completed -

We WERE only shadows...

We were almost defeated & we had our own battles...

And one compromise may have saved or destroyed us...

We couldn't risk it -

We could not enjoy us -

But maybe that's best for we both did survive...

Time healed our wounds & made these ghosts alive...

And now when I see him,

though never for long...

He smiles at me as though nothing is wrong...

Like we weren't almost lovers who couldn't quite make it...

Like we woke from a dream though I can't seem to shake it...

But I know that our phantoms rejoiced when they ended...

So I smile back at the boy I've befriended.

- For Joseph Allan Petri -

I'm so beyond glad that we made it this far &

it's so very kewl to see you smile.

I never gave up on you, but

I never got your number... Things worked out ok though.

Be Happy.

Bald Jason