Ed

my second childhood nemesis
the crush of my first crush
of my first date
my first kiss
she opened her mouth
a bit of a pleasant shock

she wrote him notes
in French class
envy is not green
it is white,
pure and right
rage washed me clean

his big lips
his thick accent of reasoning
his wit
goody left shoes
turned bad boy
when I befriended him

a shower of vinyl
that last summer
Bowie, Yes
Talking Heads
we sat on his bed
talked of many things
of endings
and never beginning
until the last beer
the last reefer
the last of all sacraments
Love
would take a new form