I am thankful for the interesting people I meet as I travel down the road of life.
Someone like you, Alex Gohde: poet, actor, musician, college student, all-around creator. I was glad you became my daughter’s friend, so that I could meet you too.
Your poetry inspires me, and takes me by surprise, not unlike the unique face you turn to the world.
What a beautiful facial structure, such gentle green eyes, and every feature so classically spaced! Thank you Alex, for letting me share your poetry in word and form. Thanks Be Giving.
Broken Bottle and Styrofoam Cup
In ruins from our wreckless collision
Listless from crashing into you
But I bet you have a few honeydews
Packed away in your purse
Wish I could be your avocado,
But it seems for fruit I’ve turned the worse
Sour sort of wine
The product of pits and rhines
You’re lips will have no touch to my glass
In fact I’m sure you will never thirst again
And here in this cheap carton, I ferment
No desire have you to break bread or share a drink between
Who we once were, friends.
~Alex Gohde (c. 2009)