written in 1995

I went on a drinking binge for you. Call this a hoax, Made it a joke, This ain’t no lie folks. Throw that on your lap and try to move with it, groove with it, And your coolie friends I’m not let in on, If I’d have stayed with them, they woulda been gone, Call that havin’ fun, just like the rest of them. Heard you said I’m selfish. You may be right, but I’m better than butter when it comes down []

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Dreaming about the past lives I’ve led- floating in memories, Boy and girl playing gin. reading shakespeare. Shadows of me throwing a beloved cup through a glass door that I had gathered thru the trash and laughing as the shards rained onto the floor for two days straight. Riding a big wheel on dad’s driveway at age 4.A dark trash filled room in which I wrote letters to my friends. Shaking powerful strong emotions continuing a story never told of a man []