Almost

My life has been the poem I would have writ, but I could not both live and utter it. - Thoreau

liver sclerosed

veins thrombosed

fully engrossed

shore to shore and coast to coast

tie me to the whipping post

the one that hurts the most

the one with the father, son and holy ghost

the one that costs everything and yields the most

the one which you overcame and entitles you to boast

the one that burns toast and simmers pot roast

the one that gave birth to glasnost

the one who can't be overdosed

indecently gross

state your emotional riposte

don't let it gyp

let it rip and whip

giving this life the slip

overboard on a captain-less ship

a one-way ticket for a round trip

losing your grip

don't need no straw to take a sip

don't need no ticket to france to have french toast

as you cringe and play absentee host

visiting dark alleys where only bricks have the gall to boast

silly questions deserve a quick riposte

to the uttermost

almost

Author's Note

"The mass of men lead lives of quiet desperation. What is called resignation is confirmed desperation. From the desperate city you go into the desperate country, and have to console yourself with the bravery of minks and muskrats." - Thoreau

Reviews

[Thomas W Case]

Tremendous work, Pete. Love HDT and the Allmans. Good stuff.

[Pete]

thanks twc. classic song and phenomenal performance. what i wouldn't give to have been at that show.