Knee deep but still drowning
My uncle Ritchie drove me nuts
every time I wasnít looking
he jumped into the river,
intending to drown himself
but with the drought
the water was only deep enough
to wet his knees Ė and mine
as I went in after him.
Iím always trying to save people
a regular spider man
but without spider manís reflexís
just the usual befuddled complexes
modern super heroes have these days
too guilty to screw the groupies
after some band member dumped them
for some other, prettier chick
I just couldnít think of making love
to a woman still clutching
and empty bottle of pills.
or the girl I liked in the old rooming house
naked expect for the red oozing
out of her slit wrists.
Iím a sucker for trying to make everything
come out all right in the end,
my poor fool uncle who I loved
like a brother, but could barely keep
his head out of the shallow water
as I dragged his heavy body to shore
me screaming the whole time,
ďYou have to help me help you,
I canít do this by myself,Ē
and guess what, I still canít.