When Steve Huff at Tiger Bark Press asked me to help him assemble poems for I've Come This Far To Say Hello, I had to fight my dread and resistance to go search into Kurt's computer and files, drawers and documents: we were both very private and respectful of each other's boundaries. So imagine—that's all I'll say: just imagine—the emotion I felt when, in a file called "Almost Poems," I found this five-line poem, written at the end of April 2013, two and a half months before Kurt passed away...
The Kiss
That kiss I failed to give you.
How can you forgive me?
The kiss I would have spent on you is still
There, within me. It will probably die there.
But it will be the last of me to die.