“i have no time for what never was”
as writers
it is our job
to document the times
in which we live
therefore
i have no time
for what never was
there is no poetry in what might have been
bones grow from the center outward
and mine have existed long enough
to ache with all they know
to include
what should be
long forgotten
we live out the choices we make
so few of us retain the right
to label ourselves victim
yet it seems everyone is wearing that t-shirt
these baby boomers
are cashing in their pensions
timothy leary bleary eyed
having deliberately
learned nothing
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Alicia, I am your biggest fan girlfriend…please never stop the force that is you, thank you!
Thank you so much, Lisa!!!
I met James when my dearest friend David Proval worked with him playing Richie Aprile…
what an actor, what a sweet man, terribly missed. May he rest in peace.
Bones grow and choices are made with each word in a poem – hopefully those choices are not about the same mistakes that were made before.