I talk to myself while I walk
Scrawl mental syntax on the sidewalk
in my head
Things I could've done
Sentences I should've said
This has all been said before
but I'll say it all again
Mouthing it to myself
by the beat of my footstep
What's a whisper - is it different
than writing words with pen?
Does it hold any less significance
if it's only been half said?
Each stride, an invisible lacuna divides
the line breaks of my restive mind.
Tuesday, January 23, 2007
Driver Mike
Talking to driver Mike on the 201
is painful like a conversation
with the Dentist mid-cavity crack
Buzzing lights (flicker a bit)
churning snowtires
Handicap wheelchair rack shakes
He's rambling:
"Archie's in rehab...
Carly Simon...
Mom's not here...
Itsy Bitsy Spider..."
I keep the exchange going with some:
"Really?" and "No kidding"s
He's humming a children's jingle
Lets out a hearty laugh from the gut
"Only two more hours!" he shouts.
My jaw takes on a pain
an ache emergent from
past bad dental experiences with Dr. Lehman-
There is a time for silence.
is painful like a conversation
with the Dentist mid-cavity crack
Buzzing lights (flicker a bit)
churning snowtires
Handicap wheelchair rack shakes
He's rambling:
"Archie's in rehab...
Carly Simon...
Mom's not here...
Itsy Bitsy Spider..."
I keep the exchange going with some:
"Really?" and "No kidding"s
He's humming a children's jingle
Lets out a hearty laugh from the gut
"Only two more hours!" he shouts.
My jaw takes on a pain
an ache emergent from
past bad dental experiences with Dr. Lehman-
There is a time for silence.
Wednesday, January 17, 2007
Celeb-reality
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