i woke up today an cried–
not for me, but for everyone else.

i cried for the gap not doing good business.
i cried for abercrombie shutting down.
i cried for no new N’SYNC album in a year.
i cried for never seeing britney spears in a porno.

i have never seen your fluid body—–but i am still in love with it.
pictures can never do you justice.
and i miss it.
you will know how much i have missed it.
sometime soon.
i promise this to you……

i saw Perl harbour.
sat with a row of fellow veterans.
we all cried–wasn’t as intense as private ryan, but the emotion was still there.
yes, i was that man in the crowd who said “Ooh-Rah” when FDR said “…tell it to the Marines”

long story short—we cried, exchanged stories, shook hands and walked out tall.
taller than anyone else in there.
taller than GW
taller than anyone who will never know what it’s like.
where the fuck were you?
there is a brotherhood that many of you will never know about.
a brotherhood that will never die.
a brotherhood that will never fail to produce tears and pain.

lies produce me pain.
i’m in pain right now.
there has to be something that i missed.

i hate my crowd—-and SEG,
i am hard on myself because i live a hard life.

i get lied to non-stop.
to my face.
like rodney, i get no respect.
but for 1 person.

dammit—–i thought i was better than that.
we’re all wrong.

cheers for all—-
we all need a good GIN.