deprecation
crunches
in my mouth
like
peanut-brittle
sidecars
judy
sprung
afterlife
waiting for
mommas
sign of sin
dad's cherry grin
and praise
is suspect
at best and
worse dreams
than these might
have been mine
if only and
if only spawned so
many things remembered
of days past bye
but the best
is ill
forgotten now sleep
now child
before I lay me down
to keep
I want another shot.
