Friday, February 18, 2011













talking to myself for decades
maybe im talking to my nephew
who was born today
and will not know me now
eight and a half pounds
nicholson haircut
elfin chin
pissed off nose
whose heart got up
to leave
before scheduled
to catch up
to two blondes

attention sweets and fun
richer than ever
better lookin
than a boy should be
will they push him farther away
smoke the mirrors
or slip a chance
to figure it out
through denial

so back to chrysolas
braving tomorrow
with a suggestion
life can be a boat
steer where you can
enjoy the view

desperately

remember
were all here

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