3876. WITH REGRETS, I LEAVE YOU

WITH REGRETS,

I LEAVE YOU

Yes, yes, I had mentioned you to the magistrate, and

he laughed right back in my face. Angered, I wanted to

rub him out with charcoal, but did nothing at all. I walked

away, simmering my edgy humor in a basketful of

hopes and dreams : oh, when you were beautiful and

young; oh, when I was a stalwart cowboy; oh, when

the world was yet one green meadow. Like forever

ever had a day to waste.

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'Please sir, I am poor and dying, can you ladle me

some soup? For too many years I have been out on

these streets, suffering the catcalls of passers-by

laughing. They throw me the quarter or dime they

first puke out their ass. Is there no further salvation?'

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Men like that make me think; give me the heebies,

make me nervous as hell and sore in the heart.

I want to lift a baby to the pool, moisten its

blessed head and mouth a prayer for every

future moment the little tyke shall live.

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When I was young, I was already old.

Now that I am growing old, I find I

have no interest in being young.