Claire 2 - Simply For Claire Pt2

…I cannot describe them Or how I felt then or even now It’s like Mark Twain's dead artist girl Emmeline Grangerford in Huckleberry Finn She was alive in her paintings Something happened and I stalled Maybe it was a job too far Or the girl from beyond her grave Or simply her poems Or maybe I was human Or maybe her alive sister And not killing a pretty village Ruining their lives completely What the do I know? I work in Real Estate and all that My company is a Forbes Top Ten But the dead gal’s sister sadly smiled She passed me nine thousand poems The house keys and full deeds And said it’s all mine And she gave herself to me too I’m not greedy and need nothing I’m not money orientated I close deals and am the best But I couldn’t close this Her sister the poems the house And the date we both had And following marriage and kids Cost me my career and reputation But that never mattered What mattered was a dead gal And the poems she did I fell in love with her She’s gone but her sis Rosa is here She intuitively understands All of it so damn much I think I do Do you? MAJOR INSOMNIA CORPORAL SLEEP Nick Armbrister and other writers