I’m working on a fairly big project with my wife, and it required me to take a trip down memory lane through files more than a decade old, or more. Some of the memories might be best forgotten, truth be told — betrayals I’ve chosen to ignore in order to keep the peace, opportunities that ended up fruitless, and so on. Some, however, cracked me up.
This is a poem I wrote in June of 2003. That was an interesting time … anyway, here goes …
Evanescent moment
between locked eyes and locked lips
where everything is possible,
romance is Schroedinger’s cat
and all the wars and tears of all the world
mean nothing compared to us
here
now“To The Girl My Brother Slept With On Her First Date With Me”
June 22, 2003
By Hannibal Tabu
Simpler times …
Playing (Music): “I’m Your Baby Tonight” by Whitney Houston
