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"Not to bring up something upsetting, but when you leave here today, you may go through a period of unemployment. My suggestion is this: Enjoy the unemployment. Have a second cup of coffee. Go to the park. Read Walt Whitman. Walt Whitman loved being unemployed. I don't believe he ever did a day's work in his life. As you may know, he was a poet. If a lot of time goes by and you continue to be unemployed, you may want to consider announcing to all appropriate parties that you have become a poet."

Sunday, September 27, 2009

the tightening knot


reclining on my couch at home, in comfort
a handful of photos fall from a lonely book
as i crack it's weary spine, i smile slowly
in both snapshots you hold a camel

you knew a camel couldn't pass through
the eye of the needle as you'd sew
the stitches of your earthly found riches
into the fabric of your favorite fashion

don't harbor that bitterness too long
you'll get a horrible fever when it sinks
into the pit of your stomach it will settle
kicking and screaming bloody murder

those fresh wounds turn into faded scars
those scars fade into odd little stories
those headaches and the tightening knot
messes of made up faces and family

i'm only telling myself this to remind me
of when you stood in all your youthful glory
flushed with fanatical favorites and folly
knee deep in your friend's parent's hot tub

i really want to meet you there that night
in the midst of those flash flood polaroids
and value your flaws and weaknesses
seeking the sweet misfortunate memories

Friday, September 11, 2009

gotta roll


twin pools of light cool starlight
dancin' fire in your eyes
i cannot find the right question
the answer buried deep inside

loneliness fuels my steam engine
pulls my train along the tracks
oh no i can't, i can't look back
but i like to leave a little slack

it's best not to leave things where they lie
the stuff we bottle inside
needs a place to go, you gotta roll
i know you need to go, you gotta roll
i know you need to roll
but you can sleep when you die

secrets to tell we'll always go well
together cause we're solid gold
you take the words right out of my mouth
a penny for your thoughts, i'm sold

seasons of cold crisp evenings
the blood is pumping thick and blue
calm close to you, you're creepin' closer
the life-line in your soul rings true

i'm best when you're standing by my side
the peace you've captured inside
needs a place to go, you gotta roll
i know you need to go, you gotta roll
i know you need to roll
but we can sleep when we die