Ode to Richard

What would it be like

If we went flat broke-

Lost our house, and our cars

Our dinners out and our shows

We’d have no pool service or house cleaner

No cable or phones

No highlights or birtchbox or manicured toes

We’d be left with what looks like

One of my happiest times

Eviction notice and Pawn shops

When I was on Cloud 9

Ramen noodles and five channels

Counting change

Sitting in your front seat

How weird what was strange

Having been in the background

You were finally mine

The novelty of knowing

A reciprocation of kind

The whole world was against us

Wanting us to fail

Turned backs and shadows

That disapproving chill

We closed the door and sat in the glow

Rabbit ears providing

The Jerry springer show

The square feet didn’t matter

While you were in that space

I went to the dark side

For your smile and your voice

The richness that fills me 

That I could never replace

Is your laughter at my jokes

And the direction of your gaze

When I fell for you

I didn’t dream of a house

A white picket fence or a fancy night out

I didn’t think about cars

Or the pool we would have

I just wanted to be given

To you by my Dad

The promise you made

While we were sitting in the car

At Robertson park

Seemed hopeless and far

I didn’t believe you, but didn’t have the heart to say

There’s no way on earth 

It could work out this way

But I’d just felt your hug

For the very first time

And I wasn’t done memorizing

My heart against my mind

I’d always choose the latter

But that’s when you said

The promise I didn’t believe

But I just nodded my head

“You’ll wear a white dress

And your Dad will give you away”

The thought was absurd 

That would be the day.

I made my decision to ignore my mind

We’d look for treasure without a map

I didn’t care what we’d find

I’d rather walk circles with you

Lost in the woods

I’ll follow you blind

I always would

But look where you’ve brought me

Your promises kept

Making my life better

Than I had right to expect

So what would it be like

If we went flat broke?

Worst case scenario

I think we would float

We’d roll our sleeves up

And get to the grind

That’s adventure; this yours and mine

You can say you married up

But I smile, I know the truth

I'm happy to roll a blunt

And ride the 610 Loop