You might get a whiff of the 80's in these verses. Ronald Reagan may be dead, but his legacy lives on. Nothing has changed much in corporate America. Greed rules. AIDS steals away our young men and women. From the poem's title, The Last Supper, came the mantra a young man recited as I fed him his last meal:
A sip of water please/A little string beans/Wait now, you're rushing me.
Don't rush through these poems. Take your time.