I met a man in 2007 and his name was George
Out side the liquor store he sang songs he loved

I remember his face from another place
He was gentle and kind
He liked to get high

We struck up a friendship
He would talk sing and quote poetry
I would aim my cameras and be quite knowingly

He would always invite me for the game.
The Riders were always part of his fame.
Things were always good at the Merle Household

We made videos on youtube.
George liked his fame on the tube.
His favourite was Cheeche and Chong and Daves not here.

It has been a year now since George passed away.
I miss you George.

I often read your poetry I even post it on line.
I hope you don't object to that.
George yes you were divine.

I met an old Alien on one cold November day
His skin was green and had blood shot eyes and his hair was all grey.

His space ship crashed in my back yard.
He looked so forlorn and his space ship was completely charred.

He lost all his luggage and he had no clothes
On a cold winters evening he dam near froze.

I took him to my closet and showed him all my a tire.
He picked out my cocktail shirt, his looks were now on fire.

I took him out to dinner one night and everyone had to stop and stare.
He was an item in their lives that they considered very rare.

His habitat is in my basement, where he constructed a cocoon.
He also spent many hours on my porch gazing at the moon.

He did not speak or make sounds, he only used his eyes.
He would often try to point and explain the skies.

Then one day his friends all came to take him back home.
Their space ship was amazing like Frisbee made of chrome.

I saw in his eyes that he was happy and also sad.
He gave me a final strange salute that today it makes me glad.

I often wonder to this day as I look into the sky.
If he was really a he or she, because she was very shy.

You are young and clothed in leather
I was old and feeling awkward
I did not like that they left us together

I saw the scar and wondered how
but I shut my mouth, I am not your stalker
you are not that pretty in fact you are kind of a cow

I want to just leave, I see you cannot talk
I just want to say I want other things
Things that make me feel I just want to walk

I hope we can just not interact
I wish you all the luck in your endeavours
I will make sure there is no more interaction

I am trying to find you
so I can block and delete you
I am trying to figure how we ever became friends.

This is the end of all ends.

I slept with a chick the other night
only because she needed a place to stay
she figured she owed me but it didn't feel right.

Of course she faked the enjoyment
and of course I feel like she was just a roll in the hay
She thanks me and then blames it on her unemployment.

We would have been better off reciting poetry
and sipping on martinis with gin from Bombay
But between the two of us there was no chemistry.

I try to remember her name
and I try the worst attempt at convincing her to stay
But it sounded extremely lame.

She put all her clothes together in her backpack
and her flight took off with no delay
I have no luck she will ever come back.

So now I go to facebook to see her status and what do I see
and I knew that this would sound like a play
so now she just unfriended  and blocked me

What every one does not realize.

Don’t worry, nobody is “quote” special.

No one has a great ability. Just a method of deception, and a unique way of hiding it.

No one has a wonderful or beautiful talent. We all have something unique but some of us just have not found it yet.

If you read this and think it is something unique, well I am sorry to say it is not.

Most intelligence comes from a copy. A copy of a copy.

An improvement to the copy.

Never ever think that you are useless, because the world is filled with billions of people, and we are all different.

Yes of coarse we have had some of us stand up in history, but there are no heroes and no super stars.

Just please believe me. Just worship yourself.

Dear David, you may not know me but I know you very well. Does 1957 ring a bell.

I have been given this opportunity to contact you through some sort of portal that has opened up, which allows communication to the past. For example I know your deepest secrets. I know the first girl you had a crush on, it was Andrea, do you remember her, of coarse you do. Later on in high school you had a fondness to a girl named Lisa. You were always to shy to make any approaches to these girls, but still remember them in your youth. You will grow to be a strong man and will enjoy sport and the outdoors and maybe a little to much to drink. I should know. You will graduate from college in 1979 and move away from home to seek employment that pays you well. You will meet your wife here in this new place you will call home. You will soon be a father. David things will go wrong from here. I am sorry to say. Your house will no longer be yours, you will be like an outsider your wife will seek divorce custody of your son and maintenance on top of that. Just remember although you will feel like giving up on life all you need to do is just take it day by day, you have friends to talk to they will help. Your family understand the situation. You have your job and the strongest foundation. You will fight, and you will win. David you will also meet someone new she will care for you more than  anyone else has at this point in time you will have a wealth of knowledge. This wealth will be tested time and time again by the ignorant and snake oil sellers. You will have peace again once more. I am you best friend,,,,, I am you in 2013

The concert was
July 27, 1980
I attended the concert with
My good friend Garth
but sadly Garth and Johnny have
passed on
someone else has the other shoe
but I really don't know who
I do remember July 27, 1980
I didn't steal the shoe,
it was given to me.