We always go back

(For Roe)

She was the girl

In grammar school

Who always had my back

That jet set lear jet

Kind of gal

That rich men courted
door men always let

Into places like Club 54,

Who caught up with me

After the cops caught me

After high school

Just shy of getting

20 years in jail,

The girl the jocks

Locked onto

But could never get

And couldn’t make out

What her kind was doing

With me,

Blood brother-sister

If not really blood,

Lovers but never lovers

Who always yanked out

The arrows others

Drove deep into

Our hearts,

But never the ones

We flung into

Each other,

Always drawn back

to heal

all these long years

later.