synopsis
of a work in progress a garden of lilacs under a sheet of ice
"Poem for S.", in 55 words Monday 03 February 2003
YOU are the kind of guy who
Won't bother with this
Now, but in a few weeks you'll be
Sittin' at some red light intersection when
It all hits you like
A fucking Mack Truck on
Your blind side--then
Who's gonna take the call when You're a wreck,
Sobbing on the line?
Not ME.
Ed. Note - This is a piece of a larger body of work begun in Nov. 2002 and
still unfinished at the moment.