Cinco Locos

He finished the homework first
out of all of us
we were the four of us and with him
five crazies

how many nights crying we sang
what nights those were
even made the moon cry
telling of sorrows

but on the road
where we spent the last years
of our lives,
one day he left
without saying goodbye
playful as always he left
simply
in the dust of a sunbeam
at dusk

I would like to send him to say
that if souls sing songs
if they have guitars in heaven
to sing to the loves
and if he sends me to say yes
let us save four places
because someday when we are not
we will be four crazies again and he
once again five