Poetry A Tribute to Lewis Warsh
Tribute
It's ok to take a job that pays something at least for a while.
It’s going to be a shock to be back.
It gets dark very early & then there's just night out there.
I felt closer to some of the people in the audience, it was odd to go back that far.
We were probably the two weirdest looking dudes on campus
& eventually we picked one another out.
I hardly know anyone between last year and this one.
The administration is trying to pretend we’re all friends.
“I like capitalism,” she said—you should have been there.
I might hang out in the city a little longer, but not making any plans.
Now there are flash floods in Colorado -- we're driving from Denver to Santa Fe.
I remember the chaos of Athens—I’m totally in the woods.
I think I need a drink, I can get to the bar at 7, like before
A big bear came onto our little patio and ate all the bird food.
Yesterday was some kind of "fun"—all this solitude, good for my brain.
Yes, let’s definitely meet—but when?