Free! I won't have to walk the dogs.
I won't have to put the garbage out.
I won't worry if I can sleep or not.
Am I a drunk? Doesn't matter now.
The guilt that hangs heavy like moss
from the branches of my soul is gone.

I drool wearing the crown
and a bunch of people dry
my chin. I must matter but
I have no idea why. I just
want to blow stuff up. I have
cannons I aim at France and
order them fired and clap
and laugh at silly wars.

I love Love's Flame. I don't understand
where the fierce heat of her beginning
goes over time. I do my best to love
in Love's ashes. I dig for our lust.
I find spent love and empty hearts
yearning for another forest fire.

I can't remember your name.
I can remember my cruelty.
I was broke and didn't know why.
I left you in a rich neighborhood.

I'm older and wiser and fixed again.
I'm a kind owner of a rescued dog.

I remember the day we drove all over
looking for our perfect graves. We were
18 and determined to never say goodbye.
We settled for under a strong Oak in
fertile ground where our souls grow.
We swore to die together in one grave.

A cup I fill with coffee in the morning
  or with wine in the afternoon til' sleep.
  A needle she fills with magic potions
  that make her many ghosts for pleasures.
  A razor that calls like sirens from rocky
  shores to slash a vein and join her chorus.

I'm 71 and want another lover
who can drink my wine and laugh
at my jokes and dance in the dark
while I kick her shins and hold her tight
and she shares the smell of her hair
and we lie naked in bed and ****
like teens and never act our age.
I'm an absolute beginner and I'll
love you forever. Just keep smiling
then there's nothing more I need.