Poem For Friends

"Aahh, what a man much older than me Such a man who doesn't deem me a child A man that knows what desire is Someone who wraps it around my aura A man, a man, and I but a child 12 years old but not see..."

"I'm drunk & sick but happy & strong And we're all horny as owls & toads Lying & crying for my own chance at freedom Falling from a vast sky of liquor Stupor of mistakes, but I don't care He's not a go..."

"All the frustration on your face when it was smiling The wrinkle in your brow as you laughed Your shoulders drooped while you shrugged, When you taught, when you pointed with your stick To the i..."

"I looked at that kid sitting in his desk, And suddenly he became a symbol Of my generation. He was big, adult-like, and it scared me He scared me because I've come to find out That something in life..."

"Well, I'm a confused jumble and I can hear my life ticking like a clock, or maybe a bomb...the problem is that I can't determine if it's either/or. I've watched years slide without comprehending anyth..."

"Little African girl With flat plastic beads Jingling & Jangling From her black bouncing braids Written November 27th, 2001 © on Nov 27 2001 02:45 AM PST   17 • 0 • 10"