days in the park
sun dappled gravel walk
and the homeless you saw children
I filmed reels and reels so
let that camera tell
it was true so true
know forever we walked
guitar slung with frail shoulders
back ground laughter
white noise yellow noise red noise
you play I sing I request on the bench
that happened you snorted
when I asked "anything you can't play Rog?"
as if it mattered
well everything did at the time
I was twenty-nine
you eight
and we grabbed greedy at that mirage
like we knew it wouldn't no couldn't last forever
but it lasted now or then I guess
filming for life but you played for now
so arpeggios acoustic lazily drift out
as string plucked with eloquence
wasn't that you Rog?
who carried away with leaves
to the sky
since you had no weight none at all
we'll fly you'll carry me
but I weighed you to the ground
oh that was me
but at the time
oh at that time it was just
guitar chords August forever it almost lasted
in a second it was gone like maple and Halloween candy
and swimming pools back in Scarsdale
where nothing was real not like home
in that gritty permanence that marked
your cell counts but couldn't we grip on to
me giggling and the private school girl feeding birds
paper bag crumpling and Rog you smirking
as if all was perfect as perfect as that final August
don't cry now for no mistake
we were perfect you know it had to have been
my Kodak book reminds me always
days in the park like screenshot beauty
love it blink and it fades away