I bought an outfit for an event I’m not going to attend

I keep waiting for someone who never said “I’ll come back”

Keep peeling so someone else can suck

Keep sharpening and never sharp

I keep wanting, but I’m not able to

And I’m not sure if I should join you

Not sure how that will go

No one who’s done it has come back to tell

Five years with the ghost of you

You within, you without.

By tuttysan © 2009

In memory of my late grandfather, Alejandro Sánchez. Rest in peace and in jokes papá.

The old man with the pipe – a poem. Spanish version “El viejo y la pipa“.

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