Remember When

Occasionally I will present some writings from my past. Here is a piece I wrote in the late 60s or early 70s:

Remember When

Lying here listening to the tick of the clock,
I remember how we shared this bed.

The cracks in the ceiling are still there.
The neighbor's radio still blares in the night.

I heard that someone poisoned the cat
Who used to visit us early each morning.

The last rose you gave me slouches,
Wilting in the Chianti bottle on the card table.




You know...... I don't like taking showers alone.

© JCZ

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