A Bad Week

It’s a bad week.
First, Joan died.
Strange Joan, who once, in her long-ago younger days,
Met Jack Kerouac in a diner.

Larry found her, dead, in his studio.
He had brought his mother
To show her the place.

Now, Larry, who may as well be my brother, is in the hospital.
Jessica, his daughter, says he may have a had a heart attack…
A while ago.

Steve, Jessica’s boyfriend and my brother, was beaten up.
In a movie theater.
For asking a guy not to text during the movie.

Heela, friend to us all,
Says any day now
All our money will be valueless
And to invest in Iraqi dinar.

And it’s only Wednesday.

4 February, 2011, Los Angeles


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