Sunday, June 27


Thanks, Alan. And here I was getting all disgusted with my written output again.

having done

stipulate that when i am dead
it will not matter much to me
how i am remembered
that most of the dead are forgotten
within a lifetime or much less
and that few if any
are remembered honestly or fairly

i still wonder what the hell
anyone will know about me

say that i
was unusually quiet
and often confused
no judge of wine or horses
bad at cards
a terrible lover

i will hardly argue

but please
for the love of god
or in defiance of same
be able to recall some single great thing
some moment, something made, one act
that was real.

tags: topics/poem

p1k3 / 2004 / 6 / 27