I’d like to see what you were like before

I want the you from this picture

the you

unlined, uncreased

skin white

from staying indoors

I want the you from twenty years before

And I don’t want you at all

not when you come with chariots and horses

not when I will knock your door down

and you’ve nothing but

a cold dark on a room

a limp dick and insults

drooling before you conquered me

telling me over satellite waves

I don’t want you

and ordering French fries at the same time

no job and no sanity

do you want to go out

lets go for a bike ride around the corner right now

you said and

read to me poetry

told of a college far away

with prestige and beauty

eroded to poverty and ugliness bye

and bye