Just to shake things up a little bit, I'm going to post a poem that I wrote. This is the first poem I've written in quite a long time.
things my dad told me
the christmas bonus is a
silver-cloaked dagger
of the capitalist mentality
i’m gonna break that finger
your grandfather died today
look at that rock strata
you can do anything
you put your mind to
basketball is supposed to be
a finesse game
i’m gonna turn you over my knee
it’s not what you want that does you good,
it’s what you get
houston has the tallest building
in the world,
outside of a downtown area
cum is an abbreviation for the word
cummaconium
which is the milk babies drink
from their mother’s breast
eric davis is lazy
the gummi bears show
is for babies
men and women
do it for pleasure,
and because it feels good
3 comments:
Dad used the term "capitalist mentality"? That must have been recently.
And I don't even remember a Gummy Bears show! Why would he have said that?!
Plus you forgot, "Well, if you forgot what you were going to say, it must not have been important anyway" and "Men like darkness better than light to hide their wicked ways" in reference to the patrons of Gillie's Loun..........er Kenny's Tavern.
Yeah, there was a show called The Gummi Bears on Saturday mornings. It was part of my Saturday morning lineup of shows.
Dad said it was for babies, probably, because I was about 14 at the time.
As I said in an email, I conceived this poem last night before falling asleep, but it didn't quite turn out like I had imagined. C'est la vie.
It's not what you want ... it's what you get.
That's good advice from that dad of yrs.
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