An untrue story

On the way to meet great Robert Creeley
one of my headlights gave out
but I groped ahead, half-seeing, through the dark.

He read from his poems
"...I gave an eye..."

So I told him, that
on my way to meet great Robert Creeley
one of my headlights gave out
but I groped on, half-not-seeing, through the dark.

"Oh" he said.
"Why didn't you catch a bus?"

That was just what I'd done, I confessed;
the light gave out two weeks ago.

Dennis List