I guess it's time to reveal the truth,
It's not like I've been lying to you
but I haven't really formally introduced
myself to you, and I've been thinking
It's time to let you in so I can offer
you a cigarette and you can
drink my finest wine while I tell you
that Grizzo is something more
than a childhood nickname that stuck
to the bottom of my shoes like
parking lot gum, or your grandmother's
lipstick on your cheeks, you see
I was quiet, shy, and entering puberty
when people started calling me Grizzo
Some people in high school and college
didn't even know Bryan
Which is funny because I didn't know
myself either but I knew Grizzo
mainly because people expect certain
things and I keep my word
so when I told them I would jump
off the roof, they just stood around
drunk, but not as drunk as me,
No one expects to see Crazy in action
But at least once they do they never
forget the time you jumped off the roof
and hit the ground at 3 in the morning
so hard that your glasses flew off
and the only thing you broke
was your pride, or how you would
always answer everything with "**** it"
because if life ***** you might as well
get your nut too
Camel Crush Bold cigarettes in an ashtray
and Jameson on ice with a splash of water
These things can help the words on
late nights or lazy afternoons
Sometimes the best lunch is
a tapped Porter or Stout on special
and putting down a few lines
on crumbled bar room napkins
This is his old habit, this is how
he needs to come out from time to
time
Grizzo isn't all ***** and giggles
though because as much as I want
to be tough, be a hard ***, always be right
I'm weak, I'm fragile, and so ******* wrong
about all the things you need to be right
about in life, but I'm turning 29 soon
and I think I'm finally starting to get
why the light needs darkness to shine
why love needs hate to thrive,
why Bryan needs Grizzo to write.
NaPoWriMo #26 - Write a persona poem. I felt like it was time to explain "Grizzo"
