The Ramones.

A young man

struts past

burgundy hair,

Ray-ban’s perched

on his head

wearing that

Ramone’s

T-shirt.

Attitude in his

walk

maybe a Saab 900

convertible

parked

around some corner

it makes me

angry

and

I’m shocked at this

feeling.

Last night I

dreamt about my

friend who’s dying-

waiting for a new

heart he

won’t

get.

He wanted to sell

me some

turf - in this

dream -

and he walked me

into his garden.

A flood was

washing all

his turf

away –

this torrent

the

ground

collapsing

washing all his

turf

away.

And

you know what…..

I can’t get that

shirt

outta my

head

that

fuc**ng

shirt.