Brezhnev

It was around 1967.

I had a gold stingray with a banana seat.

I had a cowboy hat and cap gun.

One night I knelt beside my father’s bed

and I whispered, when I close my eyes I see cartoons.

One day when coming home from school

my mother told me that she had to come get me

because I was taking so long.

There was an old man on the way home

with grown up kids, and he said to my mother… please

don’t make him walk straight home, I so much like his company.

And one day I meet a new friend, and I told him that

we had learned something new at school called

crash tangles. He asked if I meant rectangles.