four months of pure joy

money was running short
winter had been mild
spring was around the corner
and we were celebrating
four months of pure joy

i had docked in so many ports
you had had enough summers wild
bring your stuff over
and we can live with papers pending
that's an idea i always toy with

if this is the beginning of the rest of our lives
then let it roll roll roll
our friendship, the best joint-venture ever
making plans of making art and tell the world
that it is all so real when we are together


shoneal calhoun (New York, NY, 1981)