Wednesday, December 07, 2011

In Memory (10/9/40 - 12/8/80)

BELOW: A poem for myself, pre-Lennon's death.


once I walked in clear blue sky
waiting for the bus
my cheek against the ice-cold pane

Mama didn't work
she watched me at the stop
tearing the curls
she spent all morning fixing

who liked my dress?
all the boys, Mama
they give me their nickels
their jackets to wear

Raymond, Danny, Sylvester
we fly kites together
they walk me home
giving me rings
to wear forever

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