Monthly Archives: September 2015

Pete

Found out you were gone today.

Fire, rain, alwimage1_2280ays

thought I’d see you again,

and so on.

But if I do,

it will be at your funeral now

before they put you in the ground.

Today,

you’re gone.

You were my friend

For years.

You had Ken-doll perfect hair and

rolled the best blunts

in grape wraps,

You were argumentative as hell,

used to piss me off like no other,

and make comments

about my breasts.

But not in a creepy way –

you made me laugh.

You were kind of

abrasive,

So was our entire

dysfunctional family though.

Once when you were

working with Eric,

the site didn’t have a restroom,

he had to piss in a Gatorade bottle,

and he put the bottle in

the trash box

and

you drank a big swig of it.

Who does that –

drinks a bottle out of the trash?

Pete, that’s who.

It was the funniest

event that year

and I laughed til I cried.

And now I’m crying

grief this time.

You’re gone

forever.

You were my friend

before our demons

pulled us apart.

Let’s have a smoke on the other side

when it’s my turn,

I will bring the grape wrap.

Rest in peace.

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Garry May

Garry May threw up on my shoe the first time we met,

looked up at me,

smiled and said, “I love you.”

And that was it for me.

Without reason,

I loved him terribly and immediately.

We were at a bar downtown.

Then he played a Blondie song on the jukebox,

made a joke about anal sex to a young couple.

I think they were on a first date,

They seemed offended,

and I laughed.

He looked like that guy from the Libertines,

during a bad patch

and whenever you had him over,

was habitually entitled to any booze in the house.

Garry told people to fuck off

without hesitation,

he always smoked all my cigarettes.

Sometimes he was downright gross.

Truly, he was a handful,

there was an ugliness about him

that scared away the faint of heart,

and I loved it.

Sometimes,

we did drunk yoga.

The ugly in me

honors the ugly in you,

my beloved derelict, Garry.

In people,

It’s hard to love the darknesses ,

but I think we should shoot for that

if we really want it to matter.