How do you know....
That you've grown old
When you see a luscious
human creation,
And don't think
Hot damnation
How do you know...
That you are an adult
When you see a diving board,
And think holy sht,
As a seven year pushes past you,
Climbing up, screaming with glee
How do you know...
You are married happily
when each of you knows
The other snores,
But neither ever mentions it
How do you know...
it's time to file
To divorce the twit you married
When you were young and so dumb,
When you introduce her as
My Wife but think secretly I'm wasting my life
How do you know...
You will be an ok parent
When you offer to press your lips
To a child's cut, wounded knee,
Proclaiming confidently your kisses
Will make the boo boo feel all better,
And believe it is the absolute truth
How do you know...
It is genuine 100% love sickness, heartbreak disease
When you see her at the cafeteria, a conference,
She doesn't glance your way even once,
And you can't take your eyes off her skin,
And the chronic ache in your chest that has been there
For months, suddenly become a full fledged pain,
Again
How do you know...
You-believe -
Is when
The question
No longer occurs
How do you know...
When you have acquired wisdom
When you hold your sobbing daughter of eighteen
In your arms, saying over and over,
It will be ok,
Knowing full well
It will be too
How do you know...
It is time.
I don't know, but when I do,
I will surely tell,
With that titled poem,
**One Last Write, One Last Rite.
5:51am
Market Street
San Francisco