***This poem is dedicated with love to River Phoenix, on the tenth anniversary of his death.

~On the Pavement

A star burns out.

He takes his final breath.

His skin turns blue,

As sirens scream into the night.

His frail frame thrashes and shakes.

He closes his eyes . . .

His brother cries . . .

Painfully he dies.

*~May the eternal River flow~*

9/23/70~10/31/93

Forever in our hearts