Monday, June 21, 2010

stewart became a brigadier

he was never one to be lied to
too keen for missing information
broken patters and rounded figures

so when we spent that night together
in his pilot's cabin observing venus
i had to tell him everything

thirty years later he's older and rounder
the brigadier of the same old boat
orbiting planets close to the sun

still replaying the night in his mind
memories saturated in deviant desire
for the boy he could have loved for life