sorry my mistake…

between yesterday
and today
i thought
the world
would end
in the sense
i’d lose
another friend
i had no particular
insights into why
i just had a feeling
that a life might
just end
not sure whose life
i was concerned about
since most folks
i know
are already dead
have made appointments
i cruised through
the morning newspaper
thinking i’d
a name or two
but they were all
just young kids
dying in some
foreign land
same thing
i’ve read for years
i guess
i was wrong

the meeting…

it seems so strange meeting you this way
                                                                  after so many years
how we boasted about the future
and what it would bring 
      but now
 it all seems so irrelevant
                                   and fragmented
i’m very happy you know 
       i’m successful  
       i have a home
       new car
                    and loads of friends 
what else coul a man want 
          i have a lovely wife
          and the bar i built is something else 
sure i’m happy 
no i didn’t remember that
                                        i had said that  
 seems strange that 
                            i would have forgotten
                                         something like that 
        it really doesn’t matter
        look at all that i have 
i told you that i was happy already
why don’t you just give me a break
i hate taking to myself 
                   it seems so difficult to remember 
                   how to define oneself 
                            in terms of yesterday’s dreams.