you're
simply a bother. a brooding author missing his father
"pen me my eulogy"-- dismissing the offer
rather. let's converse over raspberry tea,
for just a few hours. catch the ferry at 3
imagine if i'd stayed, how merry we'd be
"what ifs" and "start overs"; share them with me
what's a fair fee? heat up the spoon
then dig through my collection of vinyl at noon
forgotten how to smile i just sit in my room
constructing all my heroes and idols a tomb
before they die they can pour me a fifth
and give you some money for Broadway and 6th
i gave you my time; the most cherished of gifts
i think you just wanted my wine. and my spliffs
that's why i've drawn a new Line. there it Is
you grew tired of my cigarette butts and paperbacks
i said some things to you. i wish i could take it back
you then told me of qualities and traits i lack
cut me some slack. been sober for years
russian roulette: lacking all fear
pistol in the incense box. 1 in the chamber
would never take my own life, it's strictly for danger
when you came to my door you were the sickliest stranger
asking me for favors and reconciliation
sarcastically clapping a second ovation
ask me to read one of my pensive narrations
or can't you see that i'm drowning in malaise?
choking on irony as i turn my next page
hoping the fire in me burns til my grave
pa
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