Circle Drive - Field Report

Circle Drive - Field Report
leftside sidewalk hospital circle drive
walked this way twice a day, back the other way
two times they got you wrapped up in guilt like an aftermarket cancer quilt
and I don't know the names of the people on the patches
and they ground you down to calcium and road salt
and pressed you into piles of pills they cut with ashes
I am still your man some days we do the best we can.
Noah was a drunk; David chased women;
Paul was always seen with younger men
Stephen joined the Army and jumped on a grenade;
I took a punch for Peter, never heard from him again
So take both halves of 10 pills to appeal to better angels
quartered wings beating double time
I am singularly lonely living here without you;
redfaced redlips redteeth, handle of wine we're doing fine
I am still your man some days we do the best we can