Wednesday, March 14, 2012

Happy Birthdays

Den curled up on my bed
forcing out the music and me
joe and tif carried the tune, there
were 3 bottles of port wine shared and
vomit in the sink (Den couldn't make
it to the toilet) we played Saturday
night three times for Tommy and
then Joe and I sang Billy Joel
for hours to each other on the
floor in my room until the sound ran
dry and the sun came up,

I passed out to Kerouac reading from Visions
and rolled onto my bed,

Den slept
soundlessly next to me

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