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John Updike
1932-2009
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I wanna write like John Updike
I wanna know that pain, feel that gloom
Take the joy out of the room
I wanna feel regret and some doom
Cheat on my wife but love her too
It’s complicated
Waste away in ol’ PA
Fight the boredome every day
I wanna write like John Updike
I’m gonna choke back my seething rage
As I look at myself age
I’m gonna look right into the mirror
Gaping at my growing fear.
Gonna drink a lot now.
Leave my family in the lurch.
Steal some money from the church.
I wanna write like John Updike
Let’s party down, straight east coast style
Deny the pain, choke back the bile
Let’s think of goals we had when young
And bristle as they don’t get done
I wanna write like John Updike
We’re gonna reconcile things by force
Taking three years to divorce
I’m gonna try to stop taking meds
And fill my empty shell with dread
It hurts to wake up
Watch familiar faces blur
Playing golf in a blizzard
Settle down to live the lie
Telling God to take a hike
Chasing all your past success
Giving up so you can rest
Run away from your children
Have a heart attack again
I wanna write like John Updike
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I remain
Champagne
8:26 AM
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