Bob Schwartz

No drug or drink educed
The dreams that hung
Night to early morning

Adventures and then
Knowing she had something to say
She said it in bed
not plainly but clearly
Over
Dreadful

Grandma sitting on a sofa
Would not believe
That we loved her more than any other
Simple I said
Two of them
Three of us

In the audience of a talk show
He interrupted with wild claims
In the audience I laughed at the absurdity
They escorted him away
Interviewed then on the radio
Making better sense
He kept on and I listened
His name appeared
Just letters and numbers
Like a license plate

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