wrote you a night note cannot read the words

illegible admissions are tantamount to turds

if you cannot say what you think you thought 

in the light of day you’re as good as not 

must find it in my  heart among the lint and change

to find a brighter morrow one    must rearrange

every thought you thunk 

every word you sunk

into the poems of yore

it’s a losing score

You’re nothing but a punk 

you cannot even reason 

you cannot even hope

the poetic justice is just 

a pipe of dope

you suck it in your throat

you swallow it down at night

you slam it in the morning

it used to be alright

but you’re a big one now 

you’re all grown up

take a swing 

with a bat that feels like led

stop following in footsteps

of the life you lead

wipe that stupid grin

forgive yourself the sin

of ever being born

just be born again

just be born again

you’re a big one now

you’re all grown up