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“.