It was at a
restaurant
some other friends
were with me
when you called
and I remember every
little thing you said
and shit, it’s tough
when I look back
and wonder just
how much you really
spewed your bullshit.
I have not found
the bottom of that barrel,
and I’m confident
I never really will.
the sieve and the sand 
fantastic.
too good for jazz
Good ol’ Jazz.
Thanks.
nothing is too good for jazz! But this is good jazz nonetheless.