the scorpion

the scorpion skittered across my foot
I looked at it very closely and thought “Huh…”
then it was gone
I was back from whatever fantasy
I had been participating in
there was this pressure
on the top of my head
coming from the inside
my eye was bulging
the scorpion clawed its way
out of my ear
delivering a little sting
as a calling card
it made a path down my arm
then down my leg, then
the scorpion skittered across my foot
I looked at it very closely…

— GB

All Is Quiet Tonight

My friend, whom I never knew
Except from the lines of your songs
What must it have been like
Over the last few years
You went on creating
Even when your hands
Could not support you

Now that you are gone
I listen to your music
Thinking of you quite often
Hope you are in a special place
Beneath an immense star filled sky

— GB