DAN
DIAMOND
A Very Good Year
My
seventeenth year was a very good year I kissed Helen on Hope Street and she
thought it was Grand
This
hometown isn't physical but mental with plenty of there there
With
tapestry grids that live in time and mind
I
remember when I rescued the woman kicked
out of a car by her husband how she
thanked me and said that she would make me a star and asked me for two hundred
bucks the next day
I
remember when on this block the front desk clerk subtly sprayed pepper spray
ambiently so I would leave
Now
I am pursued down every street by memory
knowing
that someday memories will leave me alone
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