R.I.P. J.D. HUTCHINSON
THE MANN I KNEW EPIC
12/18/2016
David Xzavier Crichton
LETTER ONE:
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I’M GLAD I MET
YOU
I MET YOU
YOU TOLD ME
YOUR NAME WAS
ROCK
AT WORK
THEY CALLED YOU
J.D.
OR MR.
HUTCHINSON
I REGRET YOU
DIDN’T GET THE
CHANCE TO SPEAK TO ME
27HRS BEFORE YOU
DIED
WHEN YOU CALLED
ME
I’M A JERK
I’LL NEVER STALL
YOU J.D.
DIFFERENT LIFE
CHOICES YET WE HAD MUCH IN KIN
IN COMMON
I MISS YOU
I WAKE UP SOBER
UP IN YOUR ROOM
SOMBER IS THE
MOOD…WJERE ART THOU? WE MISS YOU…WHERE IS YOU?
LETTER TWO:
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I JUST MET YOU SIX MONTHS AGO BRO WHY ARE
YOU GONE ?
DEAR MAN,
IT’S REALLY WEIRD
YET REALLY CLEAR
YOU ARE NO
LONGER HERE
IN THE PHYSICAL
THIS JOURNEY I
AM ON ISN’’T WHISMICAL
IT TOOK HIM TO
GO
FOR ME TO KNOW
WHAT I HAD
IN A FRIEND
AS A MAN
NAMED MAN
HIS GAME PLAN
WAS BANGING
ON A SUCKER
WHY DIDN’T YOU
JUDGE HER PROPERLY?
WHY DID YOU
TRUST HER?
SHE DIDN’T DO
YOU ANY GOOD SEE?
BESIDES YOUR
DAUGHTER
IN YOUR MEMORY I
DID PLENTY SEE?
LETTER THREE:
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I THINK ABOUT YOU EVERY DAY MAN
DEAR MAN,
I THINK ABOUT YOU DAILY
THE EMOTION IT
SPARKS PAYS ME
IN KIND
IN REWIND
MY MEMORIES OF
YOU AS MY FRIEND RE UN WINDS
WIND DOWN
I NEED TO WIND
DOWN
I NEED TO FIND
NOW
A BETTER IDEA
YOUR DEATH HAS
ME LOST IN PAIN
I PRAY FOR
BETTER IDEAS
TO TAKE AWAY
TO MAKE A WAY
FOR THE PAIN TO
BREAK AWAY
AND FLY ALONE
FOR NOW I CRY
ALONE
I SIGH ALONE
I READ THE SIGNS
ALONE WITH A STRESSED OUT DOME…YOU WERE NO CLONE
LETTER FOUR:
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SUNDAY 12-11-16
DEAR MAN,
THE DAY YOU DIED I WAS AT WORK
WHEN I FOUND OUT
I WAS OFF THAT
DAY
YET THERE FOR A
3PM MEETING
MEETING UP WITH
CO WORKERS AND EATING
DOUGHNUTS WHEN I
RECEIVED A GREETING
THE EMOTION WAS
FLEETING
THEN THE PAIN
BEGAN TO SEEP IN
TO BLEED IN
I HAVE YET TO
STOP BLEEDING
I DO NOT KNOW
THE REASON
I ONLY HAD YOU
AS FRIEND ON EARTH FOR TWO SEASONS
SEASON’S
GREETINGS
WHY DID I NEED
THIS?
I DO NOT NEED
THIS
THIS EMOTION I
HAVE NO MASK TO GRAB
I THOUGHT I WAS
MOVING
REALITY JUST
GASSED MY ASS
LETTER FIVE:
™
OH MAN
YOUR DEATH YOU SEE
IT REALLY
BOTHERED ME
I FIND IT VERY
BOTHERING
BOTHERSOME
YOUR MOTHER WAS
HOLLERING
SO TRAUMATIZING
TO SEE THE DRAMA
IN THEIR EYES
AND IT GOES
NOWHERE
THAT PAIN IS
GOING NO WHERE
BUT GRAY HAIRS
MAN WHY DID YOU
HAVE TO STAY THERE?
YOU WERE NOT
BREATHING SAFE AIR
FOR THEY DID NOT
EVER PLAY FAIR
I HEARD THEY
AMBUSHED YOU LIKE B WORDS SMILING HEY THERE
WE WANTED YOU
AWAY FROM THERE
YOU WENT TO YOUR
HOMETOWN FOR YOUR GRANDMOTHER’S FUNERAL
WHO KNEW WHAT
THEY ENDED UP DOING TO YOU?
LETTER SIX:
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THE MAN I KNEW
THE MAN I KNEW
WAS GREAT
WE WALKED TO
WORK TOGETHER AND DIDN’T RUN LATE
COME ON BRO
HE WOULD YELL
FROM AHEAD
WHO KNEW ON THE
JOURNEY OUR FRIENDSHIP WOULD END?
WHO KNEW ONCE
SIX MONTHS HAD PASSED
HE HAD PASSED?
WE MISS THE DEAD
FOR THEY ONCE
WERE ALIVE
AND THEY WERE
THE PRIZE
THE LIGHT IN
THEIR EYES
IN MEMORY, NEVER
GROWS DIM
THE MAN I KNEW
WAS A GREAT FRIEND
THIS BOOK IS
DEDICATED IN HIS MEMORY IN AN EFFORT TO SHOW THEM
LETTER SEVEN:
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THE MAN YOU WERE
THE MAN YOU WERE
WAS AMAZING
YOUR FEROCITY
FOR LIFE WAS JUST TAZING
AT YOUR FUNERAL
WE HEARD ALL GOOD SAYINGS
YOU WERE KIND
WHEN YOU COULD
BE
YOU WERE ALSO A
BEAST
WHEN YOU SHOULD
BE
I SHOULD SEE
THE DAY
I WILL MAKE YOU
KID PROUD
THE DAY I
REPUDIATE MID-LOUD
THE MAN YOU WERE
IS MISSED
GETS KISSED
DURING THE
VIEWING
LIFE IS OBSCURE
SEE?
OBSCURING
OBSTRUCTING
WHAT GOD IS
CONSTRUCTION
YET THE PHYSICAL
DEMOLITIONS
IN THE PHYSICAL
DIMENSION
CAUSES TENSION
I MISS YOU DEAR
ROOMATE NEED I MENTION?
LETTER EIGHT:
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I REMEMBER YOU
DEAR J.D.,
I MET YOUR SON
I MET DOMINIQUE
THE MOTHER OF
YOUR SON
I MET YOUR DAD
HE ASKED YOUR
MOM IF II WAS A FAG
WHO IS CHAD?
THIS CHAD HAS
TOO MUCH SWAG
YOUR DAD IS A
CLOWN
I AM GOING TO
IMPERSONATE HIM ON STAGE
THEN IT’S GOING
DOWN
YOUR ENTIRE
FAMILY GOES TO SLEEP WITH A RAGE
UNFOLDING
THRU THESE DAYS
IT IS NO FUN
HOLDING
ON TO IT
BUT FORGET YOU
MAN WE SIMPLY WON’T DO IT
YOU WERE SO
MISSED AT YOUR FUNERAL MAN AND YOU STILL ARE – THAT’S THE POINT
LETTER NINE:
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I SLEEP IN YOUR ROOM EVERY NIGHT BRO
DEAR MAN,
I TOLD YOUR SON
LITTLE J.D.
WHILE HE WAS
WALKING
AROUND THE
BENTON HARBOR WAL-MART
WTH ME
TOLD HIM TO NEVER GIVE UP ON HIS CHILDHOOD
DREAM
I TOLD HIM I
ONCE ASKED A STRIPPER WHAT WAS HER CHILDHOOD DREAM?
I DID
I KID
YOU NOT
I ONLY TOLD HIM
SOMETHING SO RIDICULOUS TO ENSURE HE FELT ME
WHAT I WAS
TRYING TO SAY
IS I TOLD HIM
HIS FATHER WAS AMAZING
COMING FROM A
FRIEND HE MET IN A WHOLE OTHER PLACE AND
NOW I’M PLACED
IN
HIS FAMILY
BECAUSE OF HIM
I MISS YOU
GREATLY MAN
I CRY LIKE A
WIMP
I’M STUCK
IT HURTS
YOUR ASSASSINS
WERE SCHMUCKS
THEY KILLED A
GENTLE PIMP
LETTER TEN:
÷
I MET GRANDMA DUKE BRO
DEAR BRO,
I MET YOUR
GRANDMOTHER BRO
II MET RON TOO
THOSE ARE MY BABIES
THOSE ARE MY
BABIES
ALL HE TALKED
ABOUT
RON TOLD ME
HE WAS HOLDING
YOU ON HIS NEXT
DURING THE
SUMMER SWEAT
SEASON
HE HAD TOO MANY
REASONS
TO FEEL THE PAIN
OH SO DEEP IN
OH SO DEEP AND
IT WAS DEEP MAN
THE EMOTIONAL
DECLINE
COMING AFTER
THEY SHOT TOWARDS YOUR SPINE
WILL NEVER BE
FINE
YOUR GRANDMOTHER
I CAUGHT HER
LOOKING SO SAD
SHE MISSES YOU
BAD
HURTS MORE THAN
A TAD
LETTER ELEVEN:
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FOCUS ON YOUR BOOKS BRO
DEAR MAN,
I TOOK OFF OF
WORK FOR THE WHOLE WEEK
THEY DIDN’T SEE
ME FROM TUESDAY TO TUESDAY
I WAS ON THE
ROAD HAVING BLUE DAYS
THINKING ABOUT
THE MOVIES
I’M WRITING FOR
YOU
ON EARTH YOU
WERE A STAR
I PLAN TO
DISPLAY IT
WHAT I THOUGHT
IN THE CAR
I RODE WITH
UNCLE WALLY
OF COURSE I WAS
SMOKING
UNCLE WALLY WAS
SPEEDING
WE GOT PULLED
OVER
YOU MUST BE
JOKING?
MY DECISIONS I
HAD TO MULL OVER
MULE OVER
YOU TOLD ME TO
NOT BE A FOOL OVER
MY HABIT
YOU WERE A REAL
FRIEND BRO
MY BROTHER
NO PLASTIC
LETTER TWELVE:
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GRANDMA DUKE
DEAR ROCK,
GRANDMA DUKE
FED ME EVERY DAY
RON COOKED ME BREAKFAST
THE FIRST DAY
I WAS NIETHER
HUNGRY OR THIRSTY
IN EVERY WAY
SHE IS THE BEST
AT
MAKIING A
COMPLETE STRANGER
FEEL AT HOME
I WAS IN NO
DANGER THERE
YOU WERE IN NO
DANGER THERE
THEY WISH YOU
NEVER LEFT THERE
THE LAST TIME
YOU LEFT THERE
THE LAST TIME
YOU SLEPT THERE
THE LAST TIME
YOU SLEPT NEAR
I WATCH YOUR FAMILY WEEP WEPT TEARS
I SLEEP IN YOUR ROOM EVERY NIGHT BRO
LORD KNOWS I
SLEPT FEARS
OFF DAILY
NIGHTLY
IT’S SO
FRIGHTENING
YOUR DEATH
EARTHQUAKED MY LIFE
IT CUT MY HEART
IT CUT SOUL
IT CUT ME TWIICE
I BLEED FOR
HUMANITY MORE THAN EVER NOW
THE EMOTION IS
ENLIGHTENING
LETTER THIRTEEN:
∞
CHAD IN BENTON HARBOR, MI
DEAR J.D.,
II JUST WANT TO LET YOU KNOW YOUR
DEATH REALLY BOTHERED ME
I JUST WANT YOU
TO KNOW YOUR DEATH HAUNTS ME
I HAD NOTHING TO
DO WITH IT
I HAVE NOTHING
BUT CLUES ON WHO DID IT
BUT NO PROOF
I WASN’T
INVOLVED
I COULDN’T SAY
YOU WERE NOT INVOLVED
IN YOUR
CHILDREN’S LIFE
YOU LOVED YOUR
TEN YEAR OLD SON
YOU HUGGED YOUR
TWO YEAR OLD DAUGHTER
WITH YOUR
CHILDREN YOU WERE ONE
YOU WERE THE ONE
WHO CARED
AND LOVED TO
STARE
AT YOUR BABIES
CARI RARRI
HEY CORI!
HEY CORI!
YOUR FATHER WAS
A GREAT-GREAT MAN
FOR YOUR DEEPEST
LOST I AM SO SORRY
LETTER
FOURTEEN:
µ
I MET DAM NEAR EVERYBODY J
DEAR J.D.,
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