Almond-buying TimeWhen I was young my Grandfather would buy me almonds and ginger ale He worked at night Mornings were his winding-down timeAlmond-buying Time
Saturdays he would take me with him He would have a beer or two At the millhunky bars And talk about whatever adults talked about
And He would love me
When I was a teen Too old for almonds and ginger ale I slept all day Night-times were filled With emptiness
Sundays to watch the IV drip Cancer to strip the insides I would have a fear or two
He came home to die Percocet and pain dementia
