Rememberdriving thatnight? On, on.It wasit. Rain and tornup Oklahomahighway to showred Oklahomaclay. On and onit wasthrough Dallas-Ft. Worth.Getting late withthe BBC. Morning IHOPburrito w/ picanteMore rain, rainbowson and on. 8/13/2003
Category: Poems
Poems new and old
Bowl Game
Every team for a ring,fish of different schools,either end of the country. My mother's birthday, my wife's;Christmas Eve, New Year's. Tires, roses, computers, and peaches:the things of our economy. Get me a beer outta the fridge, mon frer.I'll slam it back through the line. Is that chocolate not what you'd hoped?An interception in the endzone, … Continue reading Bowl Game
My World
You see my world is isolated.There is a wall at the edge.It is filled with tiny crevicesand to come here you must fit through them.But quite humorous it is that onlythe thin and weak can slip in.The large, muscular ones are left out. 9/5/1996
Differences
What are differences but hollow perceptions?Am I different, am I weird?I don't think so, but maybe others do.And why, I want to know!Because I'm reticent and like odd things?And who says my things are odd? I like them.All my life, people scorn me for playing on differences.But I didn't and I don't. So why is … Continue reading Differences
Birthday
Today celebrates the day of my birthseventeen years ago I came into this worldwhen I was young time seemed to go so slow. Einstein said that when people move fastertime ticks slower and slower such thatif one moved fast enough time would stop. So I figure that I must be going pretty slowbecause my life … Continue reading Birthday
Those Fucking Rangers
Those bastards, can't win a game:throw the ball away, lose leads,have no relief pitching. Clark is older than Original Sin.They suck, except for Juan.They piss off, they cause agreat pain, deep inside. They hurt like a woman.And why, people ask.It's just a game... Yeah, baseball is just a game,the greatest game ever played.Baseball, Ray, baseball. … Continue reading Those Fucking Rangers
Rendezvous
Tomorrow is the day that I can return homeAt long last, the time has come I will return to my family, my land, my lakeBut I leave many precious things in my wake I have friends here, too, and one is a girlIt is so hard to move between worlds Each couple of months I … Continue reading Rendezvous
Arachnid
He did it he had the guts to pull it off I chased him up a wall and back down it and then he had the audacity to get in my shorts. Circa Fall 1996
Into Eden
IWarlocks sip on potent teasand wipe their hands across their knees.As Grandpa fixes whirled peas,a moustached man decries, decrees. Wait a sec, I’ve gotta sneeze—these god-forsaken allergies—might you grab a kleenex please?It’s something in this desert breeze. Outside, it’s just about to freeze.The needle sticks on thirty-three degrees.Afresh, afresh, the budding treeswill, like peaches, die … Continue reading Into Eden
My Pet Computer
My humanity begins whenI treat this computer like a person. I restart it when it needs a boost.Just like using ECT to scrape gunkfrom the gutters of our brains. Or, I put it to sleep when it needs a rest,taking care to let it lieneither too long nor too often. Because, like everyone else,it needs … Continue reading My Pet Computer
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