I turned 50 25 mins ago.
Aside from my mongering talents, I do some writing.
EVE OF 50
Ten to fifty, and
from out of nowhere
a High School sweetheart calls
to say hello;
to wish me happy birthday.
We talked of being 17
I played football, she was
a cheerleader.
We dry humped
under the bleachers
on Friday nights.
Til finally
one night
after a game
we got naked
and fumbled.
I was too fast
and made a mess.
We never spoke of it
again.
She married well.
I married again and
again.
She called to say hello,
to say happy birthday
to say it didn’t get much better
than under the bleachers.
Aside from my mongering talents, I do some writing.
EVE OF 50
Ten to fifty, and
from out of nowhere
a High School sweetheart calls
to say hello;
to wish me happy birthday.
We talked of being 17
I played football, she was
a cheerleader.
We dry humped
under the bleachers
on Friday nights.
Til finally
one night
after a game
we got naked
and fumbled.
I was too fast
and made a mess.
We never spoke of it
again.
She married well.
I married again and
again.
She called to say hello,
to say happy birthday
to say it didn’t get much better
than under the bleachers.
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