Dirty Lies
For years
I claimed
to be
at Woodstock
and I was
but I left early
before Jimi
although for years
I described
how fine he was
thought I remembered
seeing Janice
on Saturday night but
I’m sure
I left Saturday afternoon
lines too long
to the port-o-potty
left wet
with the girlfriend
with the clinging breath
her miserable lips
on my chin

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