Monday
ides of March
New Moon
"I come to bury Caesar, not to praise him"
Not a decent day at all
They go sliding by
the days.

The fears mount
lease up soon-in June
want out

Monday-the Ides
I'd forgotten
That's why things were in such a state;
I-I was in such a state
a state of Nevada
horrors!

Kristena tells me you were here-
you didn't call
Hurt -at first
then realization, last two custody hearings
you did call-"wah wah pick me up from the airport"
You didn't even call in advance to warn me.

Yes, my fair haired baby boy:
Warn me.
For you are, and have been all these 33 years
a disaster trying to kill me.

I learned in this strange place
that it is possible to continue to love
with all my being-as I have all these many years:
Oh yes, you two are the loves of my life,
that will not change-
I learned in this land of debauchery
and of the magnificence of these spiritual mountains

That I can love you the same
but despiese the people you have become.

You are the rapier, the glisteningly sharp dagger
in my gut.

Cognitive polyphasia.

How very observant! Perfect review in two words-
Thanks--you really are all there...