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.