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[saw]

she had an honest face
chiseled by irish genetics
the truth was awash in those
sea blue agates, mirrors of her goodness
reflected back in caroms of sunlight
and I was hooked from the start
a junkie that didn't need a back story
didn't care to see her resume',
instant karma got me just like Lennon
said it would and we made small talk
as we descended the hill across from
the museum down into Wyman Park,
the band was The Almighty Senators
and they're still playing in town today
thirty five years later, but you and I
only had four good years together
it was magical while it burned but
that kind of heat is often destructive....
I found one of those plastic telescope
picture doodads photographers take
at the beach, you in a blue and white
bikini, my hands on your hips, and man
were you a looker, we were so very young
with our tan bodies and white teeth,
in the background ocean waves were
bursting on to the shore like manic
grains of a turbulent history,
so many windswept years washed away
in the ebb of the killing tide

[the mingo]

we'll be singing a lot more of these kind of songs for however many years are left to us and, in the end, will wash us completely away and remove all trace of the places on which we stood -

it's a piece of justice, i think, though i'm sure it won't be looked upon as such - however great this gift of life might prove, i, for myself, am not gonna miss this place and i won't be looking behind me when i go - rather i think, i'll be reaching out towards what is ahead.

Thx for the poem, saw, enjoyed.

[saw]

..thanx for the feedback ming