Italian Memories
34 years after leaving Rome
We track each other down
By means of the Internet,
Then catch up on the phone.
School buddies
Team mates, soccer fans.
Tico asked about my father,
“ Died” I said
His too.
We remembered them fondly
The spicy crackers my Father tricked him
To eat
Still burn in Tico’s mind.
Many memories were brought up,
His sailor cap
Watching whores at work
From the privacy of my balcony
More soccer facts…
We’ve exchanged our wives and kids photos
Our own,
Promised to see each other again
Keep in touch.
I wonder if it’s a good idea,
Why spoil better days
Now that I have a hernia.
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