| Eagle Rock Remember us
to Eagle Rock
Billy Koenig and me at 9 years apiece
hiking one Saturday in early May
way up past the house with half a pack
of embezzled cigarettes and enough matches
to light each a dozen times
Remember us to Eagle Rock
where couples in their cars
pulled off the road to watch the N.Y. skyline
and make love to Billy and me
dizzy from tobacco sitting on the big
pavilion
wondering what to do once we felt better
And how as if we had no choice
we'd find ourselves each time
working toward the place the cars were parked
provided by the town, a pressure seal
for lovers prevented by circumstance
from doing it at home
And picture Koenig and me, pockets stuffed
with newly sprouted acorns
we used to stone the lovers
I can't believe we stoned the lovers
taking such liberties with our health
and how, when we did get chased
we'd run and run and run
half laughing and half very scared
some wild-yelling cursing half-dressed
passion victim in pursuit
I hated to trip but often did
Billy usually way ahead of me, down down
into the forest below Eagle Rock
to a cave we knew where
we'd heave and choke and get our breath,
lungs aching from the cigarettes and from the chase
and laugh and swear we'd never come so close
to getting caught
Geof Hewitt |