Wonder Boy

Mike had a nice
nose   I'll give him
that very straight
projecting out from
his face like a
perfect right
triangle and one
night a fresh cut
on it: he had
slammed his
black Volkswagen
into something
this was the start
of a fullblown
alcoholic binge
Mike got very
self-pitying when
he drank me
and another student
felt awed and
unworthy of his
powerful grief
What did we
know of the
sorrows of
thirty year olds?

Now that I am
thirty years old
I know something
of the sorrows
of thirty year olds
but I wouldn't
spew them all
over innocents
like warm
beer

Beware of macho
men driving black
Volkswagens into
trees   Although their
apartments may be
heroically messy
and their life stories
tragic  in the end
they'll let you
clean everything
up.