Just wrote a poem 2 minutes ago

I very often edit rewrite and add substantially but this is what I just put down


I feel like I could be in the old days right now
with my cheap wine
my basement door entrance
my untidy room strewn with worn underwear and t-shirts
a Bob Dylan video playing
in the old days it would have been an LP
but same idea

Of course a few things have changed
I have less hair
I’m a calmer, better person
also better at playing music

but the feeling of a gray Winter’s day
financially marginal but
not caring right NOW
Enjoying the video
heating the wine mixed with some apple juice just slightly on my hot plate
eternity in a moment