detritus

There are crumbles here and there

Even when you move

Crumbles follow you everywhere

And as I take my chances and make a wild guess

I might as well believe your very own crumbles still rattle

In DC, LA, Portland or somewhere



I've resisted ants, unemployment, my parents' divorce

I'm not gonna worry about you



Special and talented were always other people

And yet it was you all along



Whose story will be told in the aftermath?

Winners only tell lovely lies



I am unhappy

As in confused

Longing for the days we sat together

In the same table

Living in the same rented apartment

Riding on the same buses

Cruising the city in our color matching bicycles

Fighting each other to see who could get there first

And neither of us did



You got it all sorted out

I'm still collecting rusty old pieces

Useless, cracked and fallen pieces

What is usually known as detritus



Our very own





scott guglielmone (Jacksonville, FL, 1981)