Later than You Think
Roses bleeding
Cadillacs feeding on watermelon hues
Beaches needing alabaster cues
Time sowing doubt
Licking grout
Uneven bout
Rebellious lout
Please mother
Regret no rout
Soul spout
Water fount
Later than you think
Before you blink
Ice rink deeper than a sink
I love you
Need you
Like a drink
In society's smorgasbord of
Bread and black ink
Bad Son
Before you spent your last moments, mother
Vomiting pieces of your lungs into that
White ceramic toilet
In the bathroom
Next to the master bedroom
Of your expensive three-story home
30 miles North of Philadelphia
In exclusive Bucks County, PA
You found no friends anywhere
Not even among your husband, son and daughter
Not one director, talent agent or casting director
Willing to give you and your once-in-a-generation classical actress' talent a break
I could have mattered more
But substance does not equal joy
Before the upchuck to end all upchucks
I wanted much but gave little
Before I could have put
You in Hospice Care
Where you desperately wanted to go
By dismantling my father's
24-hour three-nurse brigade
I should have found a spine
An iota of interest in you
I should have located grace
Not another mirror with my face
Before I forgot to love you
The way you loved me
And need you the way you needed me
I strayed from my faith completely
Tearing the bible in two
Blaming others for my rue
Molesting my marriage like overcooked stew
I could have been more selfless
And less egotistical like you
But in the end
I was a bad son
Because I lost track of what mattered
And chose the devil's watermelon hues
Of envy, lust and greed
I was a bad seed indeed
Who never took the lead or
Tried my soul to feed
On this Gibraltar of famine and need
Baby Boulders
Down by the river
Where the sky rips like cotton
Lie baby boulders
Heavier than trees
Skip children
All knees
Sprint teens
At different degrees
Meditating their jeans
With honest glee
Like falcons soaring
Atlas hanging like moss
Levee of lips
Under cardboard moon
Licking scarlet lagoon
Like watermelon hues
Coloring bipolar dunes
Very soon
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