Spring Break

The first day of Spring Break
Can even make
Judge Judy
Tolerable,
Jeuvenille
Worth listening to,
Rollerball 2
Worth watching,
and
Hand blowers
Worth the time to push a second time to get the grooves
Between your fingers
Completely dry.

Global Recruiting

There comes a point in a boy's life
when he realizes
for the first time
that his boyhood dream
of becoming a
professional baseball player
can actually be
calculated
mathematically,
by his accountant father,
to round out
to be about
1 in 1,575,000,
the number increasing rapidly
with a constant rise in immigration and a higher emphasis on
global scouting.

Then it becomes a point in that boy's life
when he can just relax
and enjoy the rest of his
tee-ball season.

Sinking Feeling

You know that
Sinking feeling
You get
Deep down in your heart
Right after you
Rob St. Francis Retirement Community?
Hopefully not.

Vacation

Job well done Bob,
Good work today.

You smell that fresh
Spring air?

You know what that means?
Yessir, only 3 months till
Vacation.

Only 3 more months of
Sinching up that threadbare tie,
Sucking up to just the right guy,
Lying again to cover a lie,
Longing for vacation as your
Life slips by,

Dreading every second of
What you do and
Who you've become
Just to own
A fancier car that has never gotten you
Anywhere better,
An extra bedroom
You actually need now that you
Don't sleep
In the same bed as your wife anymore,
And three weeks paid vacation
That couldn't possibly
Heal
The damage of the past
11 months.

Happy Birthday

Happy Birthday Bob!
Congratulations on
Surviving
For 47 years,
Keep it up!

Oh yeah, and by the way
There is a difference between
Surviving and
Living.

Beauty

I have been searching for something,
Something that I lost
A long time ago.

It is always just outside of my reach.

Part of the problem is that
I forget what it
Looks like.

I have seen glimpses of it
In a dark cavernous pool,
Or a hidden alpine lake,
Or the form of a woman.

And it stops my breath
Because it reminds me of something that
I've never seen,
But that I've always been
Secretly looking for.

Beauty
Frustrates me.

It reminds me of a place I
Have never been
And cannot go,
Yet,
And it always leaves me
Wanting
More.

I Have A Dream

I have a dream
About once a week or so
That there is a
Giant snake
In our
Bed.
It's usually a gigantic
Albino python.

And man, do I go
Nuts,
And man, does Carly
Freak out.
I start smashing the whole bed
With my pillow
And I swear,
Even after I've been awake for a couple minutes,
I swear that it's still there,
But I just can't
Find it.

I'm sure psychologists would say
That it symbolizes some kind of
Mumbo jumbo,
Like I'm maladjusted from childhood,
Or anxious about death,
Or scared of snakes.

So, Carly reassures me that there is
No giant snake in our bed
As I lay back down and wonder about
Symbolism,
And low-cut nightgowns,
And whether I shouldn't prove to her
That there actually is a
Giant albino python
In our bed.