First Love, Last Rites film by Jesse Peretz, based on a short story by Ian McCuen music by Shudder To Think Jesse throws a book on my bed We are roommates at the time Young above a loud bar And girls Short stories 'for what?' I ask 'a movie' cut to browless, skinny crouched upon a rock bonefree jaundiced thinking 'what just happened?' in fact, I've been harpooned. Cured (?) of cancer The year is 1996 I'm one week out of nine straight Months of treatment in Maine with mom (and Nina, see 'Cake Like,' Florence Nightengale) she's after my birthday And I've just seen Kiss for the first time There is justice I don't think I can do this I'd like the sleep cure But Nathan convinces me Nathan and Jesse So Stuart (Hill), Nathan, and I Hang out for three weeks in a Chelsea Apt and, laughing, make this... It would be the last time For so many things But who will sing? ('Lonesome Dove' took ten minutes) Available from Amazon.com