HE DID LIKE TO PLAY BASEBALL

Watching Johnny Thunders shooting up 

and nodding off in the East Village

Watching Johnny Thunders hitting 

Spacely with his guitar at the Mudd Club

Watching Johnny Thunders covered 

in blood in his bathroom

I wonder if Johnny Thunders knew how to knit.

I wonder if he ever read Henry James.

I wonder if he could make a soufflé. 

I wonder if he ever tried to dance like Fred Astaire.

I blame myself for wondering these things. 

When I was little, someone used the word Ph.D when

I was sitting at the table eating cereal. How do you get 

a Ph.D? I asked. It’s easy, the Doctor told me: you just 

have to write about something that no one has ever 

written about before.