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

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Richard Ames Hart

Friday 1 October 2004