Tuesday, January 21, 2020

The Most Beautiful Sound I Ever Heard

Always embarrassed by my fat hams—
is that too personal to say?
I’ll wait for any answer that comes.
Did anyone shoot me a glance
when I was sitting on the edge of that stage
with the other gym-rat bums?
I was just starting to climb the fence,
and West Side Story was all the rage—
shocking, the fate that comes
to Tony and Maria. And I wasn’t in the band
the night I watched beautiful Baton-Rouge
Kathy sing on that stage while I rested my hams
on a folding chair, with nary a chance
in the big sexual hodge-podge—
the big sock-hop that comes
around. I mean, the high-school prom!
It’s taken a lifetime to assuage
my worries about my feminine hams
(while night voices thrum).