April 2020- and eventually she will show up with a new dress on and tell you a joke you can dance to again – New work pending-for terrible now take my advice –
Advice for Aspiring Alcoholics
if after beer number three
you don’t feel
at least mildly optimistic ?
And after number dozen
you’re sobbing in your pillow-
Collected circa 2014
Why is April the Cruelest Month ?
Hard to put a handle
on this label.
So I asked my students
who originally wrote
They “peered” up at me
with such a deep bewilderment.
All except for that one girl who sits off on the left hand side of the room
who rolled her eyes and let out a sigh while huffing indignantly ,
“I don’t even see what that’s even supposed to mean.”
I guess now wasn’t the time to introduce the line,
“I see myself dead in the rain”
Maybe it was the bookend of chilled dawn memory
sandwiched between the evening dusk desire frost.
Sniffing the smell of the shit hitting fan
tends to make you a “little thirsty”
by the end of the day.
“a lot….. of “little thirsty”
Perhaps it is the terrible now taking hold
like one real “stick it to um” bastard of planet
The distance of the years gone by realized numb
is a growing, gnawing squeezing in your chest.
But really it’s that stranger’s hand in your pocket
You know that one you discover
upon putting your own in there
to fish something out.
And it looks like somebody already beat you too it
In some other April
where somebody else’s memory
picked that pocket clean
of all you ever desired. Collected 4/2004
One for ears from Mr. Cedric- Stop him if you’ve heard this one