a girl tole me she loved me
I kept sippin my beer

she persisted
so did i
..................

once a girl loved me
thru the passin of years

we never said nothin
to eachother

about it
.........

the girl that i married
(now what IS her name?)

you can go ask her
if you must know

i think she's in the park with the kid
...........

i write poetry
she does macrame

sometimes i help her
what a mess

i do the simple square knots
she does  the rest
................

when it comes to the revolution
she's miss liberty

of the story
the fullest meaning

she looks at all creation
with a sense of nurturing
.......

she never tole me she loves me
i mean "why?"

if a thing aint known
it must be a lie