Salute!

ten seconds before
the suicide of a friend
we, men,
found our souls by a
frozen waterfall

And how I wish I were
chemically inclined
to rise above, oh!
Men can rise above

To breath the air
and feel it just as it is
but I am predisposed
to feel it as life, and hope,
and future, and song

So I will clack my heels
and salute!
I am free
and not shackled by time, though
he knows my name (I am in his books)
I endeavour, I am in pursuit of life
and only this.