I've lived a life of madness and mayhem. I’ve had diabetes for 50 years and have been addicted to one substance of another for 45 of those years. It has been a beautifully joyful and painful schizophrenic ride: drugs, booze, women, music, writing, and learning with each new success or defeat. This blog tries to come to grips with all of life's fractures and contains everything--even you.
Friday, November 8, 2013
THE GOOD ONES
turned bad
and back
to good
and back
to bad again
with alacrity.
Which was which
and which time
depended
on which way
we turned
toward
or away
from each
other both
or singly
at the same
time.
We each left
blood spatters
on each other's body
and clothes.
The dry cleaner
would run
after us
waving
our garments
in front
trying
to get
our attention
and make us
stop.
We were
too busy
having
fun.
Norman Savage
Greenwich Village, 2013
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