the day before
Yesterday I got up and what?
why can’t I remember
what I had for breakfast?
what I had for breakfast?
but now I do remember.
I’d forgotten Dave
was coming over to play songs
I’d forgotten Dave
was coming over to play songs
so half a banana
but we had fun playing
and then we went out for Pho
but we had fun playing
and then we went out for Pho
so then the day was half over
before it started
1:30, minutes racing
before it started
1:30, minutes racing
with all those poems to read
it’s unusual
but I didn’t write one myself
it’s unusual
but I didn’t write one myself
instead I typed and posted
a poem that’s in my head
from writing it back in high school
a poem that’s in my head
from writing it back in high school
I was sixteen or barely
seventeen and I titled it Amnesia
and posted it on my pages
seventeen and I titled it Amnesia
and posted it on my pages
but then again later
feeling beaten up by various other things
including a lot of worry about our performance
at the Evening-of-Torment event
at the Poken Sword tomorrow
I deleted it
feeling beaten up by various other things
including a lot of worry about our performance
at the Evening-of-Torment event
at the Poken Sword tomorrow
I deleted it
just as I would burn
all the poems I wrote in high school
in a cement incinerator in the back yard
all the poems I wrote in high school
in a cement incinerator in the back yard
even though it had accumulated
one appreciative comment
I don’t know
one appreciative comment
I don’t know
why I deleted it.
I was experiencing stress
I can’t really talk about it
I was experiencing stress
I can’t really talk about it
the day of
so what did I do?
I couldn’t sleep,
because my wife and I were having a fight
I couldn’t sleep,
because my wife and I were having a fight
about some online flirtations of mine
that offend her
rightly
that offend her
rightly
a picture of a curvy dark-haired girl
in a cherry dress—hardly a dress,
a broken shell
in a cherry dress—hardly a dress,
a broken shell
photo from ChicMe
ChicMe Chickme so good!
so there was a discussion on the thread
ChicMe Chickme so good!
so there was a discussion on the thread
about pictures—it’s fine
except for the ChicMe adds that show up
except for the ChicMe adds that show up
on my page now all the time
oh well I got through the day
and I got a haircut
and practiced the songs
and I got a haircut
and practiced the songs
and I even slept
for about ten minutes
at about five o’clock
at about five o’clock
the performance was fun
lively and wild
we were all happy about it
we were all happy about it
the day after
and now it’s the next day.
so ask me about my stress levels now
and I’ll say
so ask me about my stress levels now
and I’ll say
everything feels serener since
we played that set
at The Poken Sword—still
we played that set
at The Poken Sword—still
I feel like that Jim Thomson midget
contract killer, not only
having to wear
contract killer, not only
having to wear
platform shoes
but having to keep several
fairly ravenous women entertained—
but having to keep several
fairly ravenous women entertained—
one having a perfectly-formed
dwarf foot—how could I forget
that detail? turned out
dwarf foot—how could I forget
that detail? turned out
he thought he was supposed to kill some guy
but the contract was actually on him—
first getting locked in a meat freezer
then getting a hypo but the contract was actually on him—
first getting locked in a meat freezer
from a killer in a doctor suit
and death was there
and he
smelled
good
and he
smelled
good
