…a frightening experience,

Viewing my picture on the main page of my AD site,

I wonder how I can look so studious & almost intelligent,

Then I see what it is I write,

About being right,

About Rufuz,

The shore, sea and beach,

Things I can only reach,

Wings of flight,

Flings with pot, oh so many flings with pot… (don’t be jealous)

Spring and other seasons,

Bring with it certain calmness in my being.

But then to look at this supposedly good looking guy,

Find he is a writer of crazed poetry,

Or is that a crazed poet writing poetry,

           Whatever & so on…

No one would believe to look at that guy,

That he is still a hippie in his head,

A dope smoker,

For that matter a dope in general,

Not much in the head department, (the one on my shoulders, no not the other one!)

In point of fact not much in that one either, LOL!

Anyway, I digress; I think that is the right word to us at this juncture,

Okay this is not the time to write about the self that is showing his ugly mug,

On the very first page of the site, that could scare readers away…

Let me go fix that problem right now…

Maybe a pic of someone else, or a younger more viral me,

One without gray/grey, one with more of his teeth,

Or more or less hair in the back, depending on your desires,

But sorry ladies, no nude shots, wouldn’t want you to leave your husbands, b/f etc,

And end up in a line, in the cold at my door, begging for a look, so you can go back,

To your husbands with a better outlook, laughing all the time will keep you warm,

After having seen certain parts of my anatomy, don’t worry it won’t do you any harm…

                                                (me)