Lawrence Hall, HSG
Science Experiments
and Pirate Ships
For Gordon, of Happy Memory
Whose death began in Viet-Nam
My boyhood pal’s home is now mostly gone
A concrete slab among some sunburnt weeds
The crumbling front-porch steps still stepped in place
But leading only to memories in the empty air
There where his bedroom laboratory used to be
We traded Heinlein stories and comic books
Experimented with chemicals and radio kits
And planned camping adventures that never were
His father was a widower who didn’t like either of us
But maybe that part of it doesn’t matter now
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