Where’d the men go
Did they march off
to some war of
which I was unaware
Were they beamed up
into some alien craft
and swept far away
to some distant planet
to propagate that place
Where did they go
Being a man meant
something once and not
what so many think
What did it mean
Go ask your fathers
father and his father
and his and his
for men have been
gone for a long
time before yesterday and
even longer than today
And I’m wholly uncertain
if they’ll ever return
having been lost to
war or another place
Category: Boo
InVsJust
Learning to love someone
is different than falling
in love with someone
Learning to love someone
involves degrees of tolerance
whereas falling in love
almost always eliminates any
idea that one must
MyPlank (to my lovers)
The notes of DeBussy
take me in one
direction and the coffee
in another while you
still sleep next to
me your breathing reminding
me that I’m alive
even as I write
for both the music
and all the coffee
lifts me far beyond
this bed overlooking mountains
and somewhere else beyond
you there my plank
sleeping going somewhere else
on your dreams adventure
EverAgainEver
I do remember
Of course I
remember I remember
fondly but not
longingly time has
severed that connection
like a prisoner
pulling his chain
free from post
sending him somewhere
anywhere else but
there where misery
pain and suffering
occurred once love
had souringly curdled
I have rinsed
my mouth of
you and wiped
my lips clean
but yes I
do remember of
course I remember
I never lost
the taste of
you but I
doubt that I
will enjoy you
ever again ever
HeartsBasement
And just when my
Waterproofing dried in comes
Another trickle where’d that
Come from following the
Winding wetness I see
An open window a
Photograph loosely taped to
The side of some
Other obscure memory slumping
To the humid concrete
Of my hearts basement
I admit I’m doomed
The water will win
He will always find
A way to remind
Me that he was
Once here still is
And always will be
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 