A normal childhood
without pharmacology
Never learned Latin
My parents stayed together
Don’t own a tweed jacket
The voices inside my head encourage
but never scream
Incessant cries of the breakfast flock
Living in countries
where poets are killed
Time changes and the dark seasons
Red pen within
I've seen a photo of you in a tweed jacket with leather elbow patches!
ReplyDeleteBusted! This was for a reading at a museum and a good friend accessorized me. But I drew the line at the pipe - must be authentic, don't you know?
ReplyDeleteI enjoyed this very much. Haven't visited in ages, I hope all is well with you, JDM.
ReplyDeletePamela