Poem

One pondered
How
We were all there
Same time
Same circumstance.

And despite Kevin Costner
At my side
How you could be there
With your baseball cap
Bedazzled with
The Seeing Eye

And yet not know
How
Your lesbian khaki shorts
Could invade our space
Even after we
Gave you the pink lighter
(Don't tell his mother)
To smoke a bad joint.

Perhaps we must
And did
Judge you
Although our shorts
Were just the same.