The ancient window, looking to the Bay
had been her final stop, she simply had
collapsed into the rosewood rocking chair,
a cry of pain escaped when pelvic bones
...
That night the sky was still and black,
when I slipped on my shorts
to run my 10 miles out and back.
A constitutional of sorts.
...
So that was it, the cross street was,
for reasons unbeknownst,
well hidden in the summer weeds.
I lusted now, that taste (it was a smudge)
...
I ask you what's a man to do,
myself, I wouldn't have a clue.
She looks exactly like Godiva
and teases me with her saliva.
...
And in my dream I was
just halfway up the Holy Mountain
of homesickness called Heidelberg.
I had just crossed the Neckar river
...
It now is time.
I'll have to tell the world.
And never did I ever
mean to do this.
...
We are hoping for fog
and a moonless night.
Approaching the border to
the West and its freedom,
...
Well they do come in droves
from the coldness of Britain
they abandon their stoves
with Down Under they're smitten.
...
Yes, I am flattered,
but not enough
to spare you, little shit,
a roach of any
...
The joint chiefs had
in their undoubted wisdom
declared that war was
well...imminent, and now.
...