Day: February 2, 2019

February 1, 2019)

old radio poems

when life was so grandiose

and all the songs sad

(February 1, 2019)

Febru-wurst The Worst

what kind sausage factory

we got us-selves, heah?

(February 1, 2019)

I don’t go Disney

and I do not like* red-shirts

but that ‘afore you!

*(Some NPR mention of Gay Pride’s fixation on Disney acceptance and in fact courting and celebrating the red-teeshirt wearing of a special day – of is it a week now? – of doing Disney World and one suspects Land as well in the off-season. I had access to Disney’s may themes for decades – from my dad and from a friend from high school who was upper-muck in public relations and for a near-decade I toiled as a newspaper type – but I demurred. Any place located at the edge of a Central Florida large-assed swamp and no one gets mosquito-bit – and I have sources outside my family who clued me in as to why – and more importantly only an EGA as my friend Carlos puts it and I just say busted basketball upon which is perched a plucked turkey with a bent rusty screw driven through the ball would get me willingly to wear a red tee shirt at any time of the year. Besides, I used to wear, deliberately, green shirts on Thursdays in high school even after I was told it symbolized agreement with one Ned Reed (or was it Reid) whom I found out a decade or so ago actually was a University of Florida activist for the environment and became noted as a conservationist, though the rumor sweeping Seminole High School in Sanford in those days was that he was gay. Gay? Whassat? And when I was told I was monumentally unimpressed. And still wore green sometimes on Thursdays. But I hated then and do still the color red. Clashes with – or at least used to – with my eyes.)

(February 1, 2019)

Mister Diana

Krall has two names of his own

(Elvis or Declan?)

(February 1, 2019)

dirt-rain floats freely

both inside and out and swirls

coriolis-moved

leave a glass or book alone

long enough and ‘wipe’ that dust

(February 1, 2019)

dirt-rain floats freely

both inside and out and swirls

coriolis-moved

(February 1, 2019)

the most I can say

is I’m here for tomorrow

or the day after

(February 1, 2019)

there is no shame

in ignorance as a state

just it staying so

(February 1, 2019)

Belief not Science

but it shows its causal side

now and again

(February 1, 2019)

first casualty

of the self-righteous is their

sense of humor