I used to want a time machine
so I could talk with the old man.
I wanted to know if he would say,
“Ray, you’re doing it right.”
I wanted to know
if he respected me.
I built one,
and when I found him laying in my bed
with my tattoo of Phoenix on his shoulder,
you know what that old fart said?
He looked at me,
from eyes that were brighter than mine,
and he said to me,
and start living.”