Fish Club

My friends have finished college

I think I finished too

Too late for me to change

Those things I didn't do

I wonder if my memories will all but fade away

When I am old and am creaking

Breathing until decay

It was snowing when I met her

And it still is in my mind

Back corner of the bookstore

Still content with killing time

I think about how we would brush against each other's nose

Now I park behind the bookstore

I sit outside then I go home

Another life behind

I hope everything will work itself out

I will one day be dead

I am alive now

I want to be forgotten

Maybe I already am

Granddad recalls his younger days

Playing trumpet in the band

But me? I'm far too busy

I'm busy avoiding doing anything remotely important

But Nicholas makes me proud

With all the friends that he has made

Another life behind

I hope everything will work itself out

I will one day be dead, baby I'm alive now

Nicholas mixes paint

To materialize what comes to mind

A swordfish on a tote bag this time