Nosegay

What Chopin wanted most was to die in George Sand arms on his deathbed, all he got Was a nosegay of violets She left at his door When her daughter turned her away– People can be such shits. He wrote a friend on his deathbed, “She promised me I would die in her arms.” How did […]

Advice

I had my annual physical today and all was well. The Doc. asked if I had any concerns, I said “I need a strong pain killer for a broken heart.” He laughed, but I said, “I’m serious. Nothing but booze helps and that gives me a hangover. Can’t you give me something for it?” He […]

The Search

I wanted to be a serious poet, but heard they are prone to heart attacks so I lightened up and became a playwright, rented a little studio where I could audition the truth, ran an ad in the paper, “Desperately seeking reality.” And some very interesting characters came to read. There was a sage addicted […]