1960

1960
he was born;
we could have been
in school, together.
did he date,
those sultry summer nights
of our 16th year?
did he sweat
under heavy
graduation robes
in ‘78?
the year my world fell apart
was he already telling himself
it only happens to someone else?
he’ll never
be 34
or see the next
millennium.
1960
he was born,
1994
he has died...
AIDS
is our
Holocaust
and the Reaper
laughs
at the harvest.