There's the old house...and my parents.
And my best friend as a kid.
Sunlight slanting through the bushes.
People called us and we hid.

Then came school--a constant battle
with the pretty and the nice.
They were like a herd of cattle.
I was like a block of ice.

Finally sex and love and heartbreak.
Big ideas full of smoke.
Weary years of work and worry.
Getting older. Losing hope.