(What is RSS?)I want to add a note about the poem I just wrote. The rhyme and meter is deliberate, to indicate my drunkeness, or in other words, to convey the sense of a synaptic storm of thought. I thank you.
Have I Lived?
I’ve been in a street fight,
and I’ve broken one up.
Held a man down, alright,
While my friend beat him up.
I’ve been drunk in Vegas
And lost all my cash,
Shelled peanuts at Raffles
With my Singapore Sling,
Beered up in Berlin,
Thrown up in White Trash,
Sipped sake in Tokyo,
Where I had to sleep rough.
I’ve seen Rivaldo score
At the Nou Camp (bicycle kick).
Saw Platini at Elland Road
Set up Rush for a hat trick.
There in USA 94, France 98,
Japan ‘02 and this year’s – ‘06.
I’ve been in love. Hurt them,
Been hurt. Given, taken and lost.
Beverley, Dina, Allison, Jenny,
Zoe, Maria, Ina, Becky,
Said too much to some, but then,
To others, not enough.
Been a fool, been a shit.
Been let down, but have I lived?
