Death & Fame

When I die I don't care what happens to my body throw ashes in the air, scatter 'em in East River bury an urn in Elizabeth New Jersey, B'nai Israel Cemetery But l want a big funeral St. Patrick's Cathedral, St. Mark's Church, the largest synagogue in Manhattan First, there's family, brother, nephews, spry aged Edith stepmother 96, Aunt Honey from old Newark, Doctor Joel, cousin Mindy, brother Gene one eyed one ear'd, sister-

Thinking For Berky

In the late night listening from bed I have joined the ambulance or the patrol screaming toward some drama, the kind of end that Berky must have some day, if she isn't dead. The wildest of all, her father and mother cruel, farming out there beyond the old stone quarry where highschool lovers parked their lurching cars, Berky learned to love in that dark school.

Its Just Highschool

Everyone goes through this years of life that you'll miss The time of your life to make friends The time were goodbye means it ends Im talking about highschool were you're popular or uncool you have your first times even your first crimes

Belle Isle, 1949

We stripped in the first warm spring night and ran down into the Detroit River to baptize ourselves in the brine of car parts, dead fish, stolen bicycles, melted snow. I remember going under hand in hand with a Polish highschool girl I'd never seen before, and the cries our breath made caught at the same time on the cold, and rising through the layers of darkness into the final moonless atmosphere

'Could I Love You More'

Could I love you more tomorrow then I love you now today? to feel the depth of my love for you evertime you go away? Those butterflies I feel like the giddiness of a highschool child All that fills my heart and mind of you that brings my face an unexpected smile.

February 14-Your Birthday

The whisper of your name crossed the night In a gentle breeze a reminder became mine- O'er this star spangled galaxy of midnight Long past decades O' time; A spiritual union of love we were So long in your arms O' gentle caress Magical-mystical first love divine- The Northern Lights claims you as best; Golden in extent and all reason From era's of love over spent

Delusion

A great arena of induced fake profound Where warriors plucked their stoned swords From the graveyard of the blurred fortress Monuments hanging on forsaken gates They flew through deep below With tamed feathers blowing horn King's wisdom behind both ears Eyes blinded by whispered pleas

Tears

Open your window, you can see my childhood waving naughty hands at you. Open your palm, you can see your highschool bangles stained with my teenage blood. open your book, you will see eternal rose petals that

Looking Back

Looking back At my past Oh! my god It has gone so fast It seems like The other day We were in grade school Learning our 123, s

Here I Sit

The days are getting colder. Without a single hi. My heart is freezing over. Cause this is our goodbye. - I wish I could be over you. And I'm sorry that I'm not. 'But around you I felt special. Like I'd fallen and was caught. '

Bez...

I have meet so many people.. Some of them become my friends.. some, it just not work out.. But here comes a girl.. I have meet her in elementary.. We were friends.. But not that close.. I have my own company.. She have her own.. Then, we pass highschool..

Heartbreak

Heartbreak A universal word with just ONE meaning We've all seen it before First hand or someone else And yet we WONT steel ourselves against it! We see it coming And do NOTHING Why is that? We BELIEVE that if we close our eyes Count to ten

Highschool Friendships

High school friendships rarely last Eventually school becomes a blurry past As we get caught up in our lives Forget to be good husbands and wives Constantly working to pay bills and taxes No one stops and relaxes Kids are ignored by busy parents Who always get in arguments As we move along its work, eat, sleep We all continue weather happy or sad

Bright As The Brightest Bright

Oh, you night- you poof up sirens, Finally to uneasy capsizing bed you keep me from Remembering to look at and worry Over my face, That I didn’t continue school- that this is my mausoleum Of consternated chrysalis; And I really like you, batwing cenotaph shuddered in the lake Of your mascots: All the teachers and students have come off of you now Like water off a duck’s back, but you’re still up

Woke Up In Highschool

a new walk a new scene that i find myself in with the prettier girls and the tough-skinned a new stride to a whole new swagger and a new person im looking at in the mirror

'Remember Where You Come From'

I notice that you've made it to the top, Successful beyond compare. You don't come here to visit anymore, We think you have stopped, and really don't care? I know we live in run down homes, And are clothes are not the best. And we don't have a fancy car like yours, And have to take the, boog-a-loo exspress.

Everybody Says I'M Too Intense

Everybody says I'm too intense and I say you sure as hell aren't. And since I was sixteen in highschool and before that in the local neighbourhood in the bosom of my family people have always thought I was mad. My highschool graduation yearbook says most likely to become a mad teacher mad scientist mad poet mad.

While The Orchard Sings

I very much appreciate breathing in the shadowed Real-estate of your distance: All the cars seem to be buzzing upward satisfied in their Air-conditioning, while I get quotes on house insurance: I drive past golden lions to look at my yellow house sleeping like A mariposa fat and sated, escaped from the zoo Where I grew up as a little boy; and then I had to matriculate into Highschool, and I had to see you- and it really busted me up: Now I am a minor poet destitute from the red bricks of state university:

Khmer Rouge Regime

Kampuchea,1975 Not too long ago The Khmer Rouge Regime arose All the intellectual, religious, and foreigners fell Do you wear glasses? Are you educated? Do you follow a religion? Are you anything other than Cambodian? If yes, you would be dead

Friendship Changes...

I have searched for a long time.. I have experience stress and depression in finding a true friend.. then, one day, i have met two persons.. i thought, i have found a long time friend in them.. we shared memories for almost four years in highschool, , i thought our friendship is so strong, that no distance or even time can break.. But i've proven myself wrong.. Our distance was not that far, we even shared one school...