Tuesday, October 24, 2006

Sometimes I Need to Settle Down

Why why why
Coffee coffee coffee!

Rolling like a freight train
Flying like an aeroplane

Nimble fingers periodical
Tiny silver necklace against
Pale flesh

Leaves falling so loudly
Outside my windows
Newly opened spaces

Now I can see a tower
In the distance
And at the top of this tower
Is a spastic monkey
And that monkey
Is my brother.

Wednesday, October 18, 2006

Bored At Work

How long will humanity need to be bored at work?
How long must this go on?
Is it worth food and shelter?
I guess. But you always have to
Leave
That food and shelter and return to
Work
And sit patiently while your life slips
Through the world like
Sand.

The best thing you can hope for
A good night on TV and maybe
A trip to the bar where you will
Bitch about work and eat buffalo wings.

No,
This isn'tjust about getting a new job.
This isn't even about spoiled 1st world countries.
This is about creating an entire world
Where robots do the dull stuff
And everyone else gets to save the Galaxy.

Real social planning;
Is that so much to ask,
You fancy fancy scientists?

Friday, October 13, 2006

A Smacking Poem

Sometimes
I just feel like
Smacking you.

If it makes you feel better,
You can smack me
Too.

Sunday, October 08, 2006

Are You Happy?

Here I am, lying on the floor
Staring at your fine, fine heels
As you walk out that door
Slamming it in that sexy way
You developed over a plethora
Of tooth and nail and now I am
Talking to random people in bars
Asking questions I don't want to have
Answered because the only real answer
Is YOU WILL DIE we will ALL DIE
And when we are gone this all
Moves on.

Saturday, October 07, 2006

All My Spills

Last night I spilled wine in a bookstore,
But this was by far not my first transgression.

I have spilled in Brittish manor houses.
I have spilled on the decks of cruise ships.
I have spilled at high school, college, and fancy
Graduate school dinners.
A legion of parties, museums, a dozen places where spilling
Was otherwise unthinkable. One Chistmas Eve
Stands out
In particular.
I was only sixteen and the loud drunken adults had left
A bottle of red wine out on the white clothed table.
I tried some, liked it,
And drank some more.

You can probably see where this is
Going.
You can probably tell that if you were here
Right now, sitting quietly with me,
I'd spill anything you asked.