… on the second floor of an empty house, behind the evergreen — the rosy fingers of dawn!
Then: I’ve seen Michael Keaton’s first Batman movie, but she hasn’t. It is our first date, and we decide to go to dinner at Twin Dragon and then the movie. But we talk and talk until late. The restaurant closes, and we never see Batman.
Now: I’ve seen Christian Bale’s first Batman movie, but she hasn’t. We’ve been married 28 years, and I talk her into streaming the movie after dinner at home. But we won’t give Amazon another $14.99 just to see it. I go to bed early, and we never see Batman.
This hat could write a book
I can’t wear it in public, for fear that folks would wrongly salute these epaulets. But I do admire bold marketing, and this ugly thing has certainly got that going for it.
Gone too soon
A simple love song for tenor banjo and weathered cherub, in memory of a good person.