I met Brian when Quaaludes

Roamed the suburbs. Brian’s sister Ginny married

A big guy in Hollywood, William. Brian wanted me to

Help him write a script so William

Could tell us to go get fucked.

Behind Brian’s back, I sent scripts to William,

Someone I’d never met, because Brian

Never got around to doing anything. William

Reacted like Pearl Harbor, telling Brian

I had no talent. And Christian fundamentalist Ginny

Didn’t like the curse words in my scripts.

I remember when Ginny still lived

With her parents, when I passed out

One fall afternoon by their garage. The

Cops would have arrested me, if it wasn’t for her.

 

 

D.L. Tickel is a writer and musician living in Pennsylvania.