goodbye, farewell, i'll see you in hell

goodbye, again, and again and again
and so many of you are gone now
to better things
or different things.
the end of an era.
the six days with you at the house was awesome
even tho i was gone a lot
great times, tales, larfs.
something's already different without you,
even tho you are still in the city
just the thought of you both gone makes me gag
but i've been feeling like gagging a lot lately,
so this just worsens the pot.
a nice photo shoot before you left
with community piss
and bacontwo of my faves--
and we said farewell for the second last time
(you called us later)
and metric and stogie awaited your last words (brian)
which were,
so eloquently,
"I have to finger-fuck the japanese,"
complete with appropriate hand-motions.
this helped balance the tears
which i wept as you drove away.
the we said gbye to stogie and metric who said they hoped to see us even tho our anchor is gone and we will but only on the street as usual

and then we saw hero which was fantastic even tho we both fell asleep and had no idea what was going on
and then to satisfaction feast which was pretty gross
and home for tea
and emotional eating
and xfiles
ah... back to the swing of things.