ticking of a clock
wife chopping up
vegetables, going through
cabinets and drawers,
cooking dinner with
great efficiency.
the child playing his
computer games and
the cats meowing for some
attention or fresh water.
the furnaces turn on and off
heating a room to 67 d Fahrenheit
(19 d Celsius)
somewhere outside there is
the sound of radios playing
modern urban music
the engine braking of trucks
coming to stop on
or slow toward Shales Pkwy
on Rte. 20.
or the other way around.
but
it drives men mad.
- I wrote this.
New added feature, now you can follow this blog via face book. Look for the widget on the left column and click follow on either the blogspot one of the facebook one. Llike all people wanting to be famous, my happiness is measured by the amount of followers I have. Joking, I am never happy. Happiness is like the theater candy 'good & plenty' - this is only true before you open the box, when you invariably find that where they can pass for good you always want one more or maybe two more, but there was not "plenty" available without spending another seven USD - which considering how much journals pay for poetry these days is a lot of fucking money.
That is a really long plea.
Last night I slept well, taking only my normal amount of medications without supplementing with anything herbal or over the counter or out the back door. I hope that this means I will sleep well agian tonight. But, as Bob Dylan once said -
"hope is just a word that maybe you said
maybe you heard
down some windy corner
down some winding curve." (last thoughts on Woody Guthrie)
how short is this life?
we are still in mourning over Todd Moore. Go there for more thoughts.
Too crude, but I love it. "When life gives you lemons, shove them up your ass!" -unknown
ReplyDeleteit may be crude but it's good. Sounds like a Carlin line. I always thought it was ridiculous to say - when life gives you lemons, make lemonade. - well, life didn't fucking give me sugar or water, and if it did no-one would bitch about the lemons. So, we learn to shut up and suck some lemon!
ReplyDeleteHaha, that's great! I never thought about the fact that life didn't give us sugar and water to make the lemonade. Another point: if life just gave us the sugar and water, we'd be drinking the kool aid. lol
ReplyDeleteThis one's a classic. Hell,the title alone is classic..
ReplyDeleteThank you Pat and Jeff for your thoughts on this one.
ReplyDeleteCrude lemonade needing a bit of sweetness... love the tart efforts.
ReplyDeleteAh, the tedious lemons of life. Nice slice.
ReplyDeleteSometimes, it just is. Provocative read.
ReplyDeleteLike a peak through the window. mine tpook place in the home kitchen, too:
ReplyDeletehttp://www.kimnelsonwrites.com/2011/03/02/ideal-afternoon/
Sure hope you slept well. You richly deserve it after this stupendous post.
ReplyDeleteI thought, noooo, Jhon Baker isn't stooping to the done-to-death life/lemons thing...
ReplyDeleteThen I read the rest and laughed hard. Imma make a sampler that says that and stick it on my kitchen wall. ;-)
i love it Jhon...the furnace the traffic...the kitchen...and the ending perfectoooo....nice!!!..bkm
ReplyDeleteAs they say: when life gets bitter, eat lemon!
ReplyDeleteI hope it's only the trucks drive you mad - not the wife with the veg knife in hand!! LOL
ReplyDeletewell done...
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