tomorrow I intend to be myself for a change
no one will know me

a friend of mine Ann grew a large yellow
tomato about the size of the head

on an infant with orange stripes in an instant the leaves
were stripped from the trees by a wind hardened strict

and another with two first names died last
week we had a memorial service on Sunday

he was only 44 and we all had to touch each
other a lot to maintain contact with what's

important Peter Allen we are missing you we
got together and laughed and cried

I suggest she carve it into a Jackie
Lantern sometimes life just slaps us