Dam Square

the cenotaph there

is for the liberation

with its Schutzstaffel fours

every year a minute

of silence is obserrved

The Scene

there is no scene

people come and go

you have a laugh

over a drink or

a smoke then

you go home read

watch tv drink smoke

pass out

 

It’s June the redstarts are back in Boisset

we’re off to Spain Sunday for the summer

driving again taking two nights stopping

in Cambrils Lorca some clothes a guitar

I don’t like Spain as much as France I think

Hoping for the day I don’t care which

Poem at 58

seen enough

tired still

smoking drinking

heard enough

beauty’s interesting

everything else’s

not

 

We were men of means

the taxi man said 

Chris had never been to Katonah

he was right we were young

better than him

 

Jeannie was there years

before I got there gone

years after I left

 

In Copenhagen I drank and smoked a lot

nobody blamed anyone for anything

we were young and wouldn’t die for years

fucked and ate had friends that weren’t friends

no money everything was new and we didn’t give a shit 

now almost every minute there’s a problem

the phone rings the car beeps and no one

ever stops talking I wish they would