tryin’ to look fly, I’m still /
Sounders ’til I die!
She claimed she cared for me
but what did she ever see
of my kids’ agony?
My lack of destiny?
My parents elderly?
Courtroom travesty?
Lack of money?
My self-destructive propensity?
She only cared
that for her I was there
when she was needy.
I face the sunrise. /
As mists float o’er hazy fields, /
dew becomes do dreams.
On this Valentine’s Day
I spent planning romantic trips:
The south of France.
The coast of Spain.
Springtime overnight
in The City of Light.
A week in Vegas, baby!
A long weekend in Magic Kingdom.
Non-stop flights.
King-sized beds
for one.