let me tell you something
all about a dude they call “oldepunk”
with an “e”, of course
for higher echelon
and “h”, for hunk
which is silent
for you see, it also stands
for humble human
hedonist of sorts
and reformed hellion
who lives in Houston
tearing through the streets
he is a hot-rod lovin’ ramjet poet
full of fire & fury
while dichitomously calm & stoic
wielding such a plethora
of complex lexical expression
every poem i read of his
is like a comprehensive lesson
serendipitous, to be exact
surreal in all dimensions
speaking to me in a way
as though it were a special mention
bolstering the shared connection
present since our first encounter
when i was a whelp
and he, a Sudden Denouement co-founder
his consideration for my e’er reclusive disposition
comforts me in times when correspondence
proves a wisted mission
yes indeed, i miss him
along with my family of damned poets
hopefully, this anxious curse
will soon subside so i can show them

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