It’s been a while, old friend
The movies in my mind
Grow grainy with the passing
Of cold, relentless time.

I think of you some nights
And play the hopeful fool
In wishing beauty for you
When so much life is cruel.

I’ve grown a thicker shell
I had no other choice
To flee indoctrination
And find, again, my voice.

You taught me to believe
And now, old friend, I do
I’ll see you in the summer
Neath skies of marble blue.