i was wrong when i said everything was going to be alright,
so what,
sue me,
or don’t, please don’t,
i don’t have all that much in my bank account,
just remember, there’s not much in litigating a poet out of their lunch money
i miscalculated the distance between me and you,
but that’s only because i don’t know your definition,
and thus whatever sort of number i try to throw out there
would just be a guess,
and i’m not a huge fan of educated guesses,
you know,
so long as i can avoid them,
much like avoiding you
huffing glue,
huffing nitrous,
huffing particles similar to glass,
huffing creosote,
huffing gelatinous cordite,
huffing life,
dead on arrival,
see above notes
Fred Aiken Writing 