Subject: Just a Lonely Old Man
From: Christopher W. Thomas (creatician@poetic.com)
Host: 207-172-227-138.s11.as2.dnb.erols.com
Date: Wed Oct 7, 1998 at 7:57PM

He's just a sentimental lonely old man 11

I've watched now for twenty-five years 9
He lives in a stone house - and he drives a van 11
And when he gets hurt - he cries real tears 9

He lost all his hair right after moving in 11
And then later he put on quite a bit of weight 12
He was under a lot of stress way back then 11
Trying to raise a family who wouldn't wait 12

Then all of those five small kids grew up 9
And one after the other moved out 10
Leaving just two of them there to sup 9
Then ... there was only him to talk about 10

Nobody knew what he did in that house 10
Only that he was always there inside ... 10
For many years he was quiet as a mouse 10
Now we find he was always there alive 10

Seeing to his very own thing with pride 10
Accomplishing more in a funny sort of way 12
Than some others who're always on a ride 10
The man still is an enigma tho, to this day 12

Just that sometimes he seems so dazed and confused 13
Talking to himself or perhaps wildly gesturing 13
I wonder how much of who he is today is due ... 13
To the things we/they make up in order to be "in"13

Out of jealousy, or some other negative emotion 15
Or - perhaps, just because they really know not 11
The man at all - so they make up their very little notions 15
Rather than taking time to go and to knock ... 11

On the door, and quite possibly make friends with him 12
Something they've avoided over all these long years 12
And so - that old man just looks back at the glass dim 12
Licking at corners of his lips ... those lonely tears ... 12

- Tristram

(c) Christopher W. Thomas
7:07pm October 7th, 1998