The Perfect Death

I visited the place 
Where I was once stuck
And had time to take in 
The scenery for once

It was overwhelming 
In its lushness
Almost sensual
Overpowering memories

As I walked familiar ways 
Reminded by the music 
We used to play I dreamed 
We were back in those places

Sweetness almost nausea
Overcame me
I laid down under a tree 
A sweet whiff of methane carried me in the wind