We used to hate everything bad together for real good fun
wememberings of what happened 7 long hard years ago
which someone of the 5,000 friends is not the real one
when everybody stops we know it’s time to get up & go.
Life is just a job and what happens to us we call reality
sitting at the big kids table you only ask smart questions
the perceptions we have had between they us and we
rarely for the greater good do we engage in suggestions
having an opinion and giving advise is easy when it’s early.
Lovelust is the challenge and nothing much can be undone
do San Francisco with everything and anybody to do it with
socialize at a poetry night and challenge yourself to read one
we keep out of the hives as drones become part of the myth
a year of long weekends alone and stark yet still having fun.
My fb profile is nearly full with 1,052 active of 5,000 fbeople
what a non-boring city as an indolent bunch with our readings
they are an unfriend to make room for others at the steeple
they’ve obviously mistaken me for someone with no feelings.
dead beat poet 