June 2008

Headlights, car pulls up

Headlights, car pulls up
the gears are thrown.
Someone gets out.

I awoke from a

I awoke from a
dream, the other night.
It was another nightmare,
of course,
that's all I have.
Dark visions of
death and loss
and emptiness abound
but such is life.
We live, breathe, die,
ashes to ashes
dust to dust
if the navy can't do it...
the army must!

I remember the

I remember the
first day I went
into Harm's Way.

After drinking all night
I went into the shitter.
I looked at myself in the
mirror and
thought, "Dear God..."
and vomited right then
and there.

I knew God was talking
and I heard His message,
but I walked out
the door to order
another Old Milwaukee.

In the movies and on

In the movies and on
the television
the music steps in
where actors cannot.
to evoke the mood--
make women cry,
and men move.

If then all the world is
a play yack yack yack
and we are actors...

Does earth then need
a soundtrack?
are we not providing
the proper emotions
do we need help?

Man, don't I know it.

Man, don't I know it.
The fruit swallows days,
the worst.
Much like corn but,
never lost.
Stinnn-jee.
Then, of course, the
alcohol kicks in.
Shit.
Alcohol is the
Savior of the
inflicted.
The Buddha of the
oppressed.

Rehearsal

Rehearsal,
The slow strumming of
sorrowful guitars.
We are making worship.
We produce the moods,
the tears, the ecstasy.

How many times have
I
been swept up
by a well-played chord,
or the holding of singers'
note.

Was that God moving me?
or just...
the wish that I would
be important
enough for God
to bother.

Shadows and forfeiture

Shadows and forfeiture,
dimmed lights
flickering screens.
We've got deadlines
to meet, Dammit!
And a paper to
put out.
No time for
lollygagging or
mollycoddling.

This is the
hard news business
and we're the
hardest.

Sorrow, man. It's a bitch.

Sorrow, man. It's a bitch.
You'd swear that you're
the only one
who has ever felt
the pain.
That old familiar pain.
Where you feel the
sinking and a slight
tug of the heart. That's
just the begining man.

Shit.

I could teach a class...
Sorrow.

Everybody swears they're the
only ones who know...
Shit, man. Shit.

The great flood

The great flood
was 10 years
ago.
Damn.
Significant pause...
My grandpa died
10 years ago.
Significant pause...
I love them.

Where did they go?

There was a time

There was a time
when I
thought
that I could find the
answers
and
write them all down
upon
the
pages. But that day
never came
and now this ink
glistens
in
the beer hall's light.

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