Red Hurts
 
 

1933 – arf!
 
 

David Daniels actually never died,
 

but sparkles beside Death.
   
 
 

The bad dog ate his obituary
 
 

and took its first breath.
   
 

Those at his party
 

and those beyond reach
   
 
 

know the touch of his heart
 
 

in our souls and wet socks
   
 
 

& circle where we stop
 
 

by the sands of the beach.
   
 

A thief in the night
 

never dies,
   
 

David Daniels, my friend,
 

made me wise,
   
 
 

with a tickle below my nose
 
 

near an urgent cat's tongue,
   
 
 

& made me young.
   
 

And here's to the scholars
 

who can't touch him,
   
 
 

waiting far too long
 
 

to authenticate
   
 
 

in a short breath
 
 

his long song.
   
 

Virginia says, Life help those
 

who seek truth, whether they
   
 
 

like us or don't like us, whether
 
 

we like them, or don't like them, &
   
 
 

Th-th-th-that's not all, folks!
 
 

"Move those rocks!"
 

 

david daniels -- photo :: neil marcus
 

Trends and Everyday Events in

the Early Twenty-First Century

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Richard Ames Hart

Friday 1 October 2004