Friday, May 2, 2014

In The Waiting Room


In The Waiting Room


I cannot imagine being
Friends with anyone
Other than the person
I am friends with.
And now the clouds are separating.
I can see the sun.
Night will soon be here.
It will be cooler.
Insanity, like love,
Is for the young.


4-30-14

 
Sketch


Another noisy night in Denny's -
Peter Pan in black -
Animated -
Jesus! What's she on?

George is gone – his
Father's funeral – Utah -
Back tomorrow -
Give me him for her -
It's not that easy -


Sick and nauseated – took
A pill for pain – a new one -
Every day my life turns
More oblique -


Obsequies and getting sicker -
Denny's slowly calms -
Peter Pan just asked me how I'm doing -
I just grunted -


5-2-14

 
Quitting


As my verse improves,
I want to quit it.
I read a recent book and
Really liked it -


Passive, calm and subtle,
But alive -
Fifty years and
Finally I found it -


Release it – let it
Back into the water,
After having hurt it
With a hook -


The same except
The 60s didn't feel -
Childish – but
A crystal without velvet -


Just a little,
Pictures from the 60s
Were nice to think -
But phrases without import -


Now I think
I'm on a new plateau -
Without the motive
To go higher still -


But if I cease to write,
I'll go away -


5-2-14





The Dream Master


When dreams become extensions of reality
Until my dreams are real as the earth,
I dream I reach my hand and wake up reaching,
My equilibrium will totter
Til I am awake.


I'll ask the doctor whether there's a need
To be concerned and he will stare unspeaking,
Or whether there is something I should do,
And if he doesn't jeer like I'm ridiculous,
He'll charge a mint to say, “Now what do you think?”


4-30-14


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