Really Make You Feel Alright.

Waiting for Hours


listen, kid,
there isn't anything but art
and the effort to turn it into
the same discourse as
everything else is
scientific
anfelism, disguised as
who-dun-it after all
on art, I'm a kind of
Fibber McGee and Molly
talkin' over the horseshoe
found in 1901--and should
I find three more, we
could have a game in
the backyard--close
the closet, undisturbed by
the ten-foot pole we
wouldn't touch anything
by, if offered--oh--
the hours remind me of
thirty robins' dreams,
snowflakes as big as cigarette
papers

the best thing ever said about me
critically was 'alien exotica'
but I looked out of my eyes at
the piano shawl and wondered
how the fringe could move so
ceaselessly over the fat back
and that was supposed to stop me
dead in my tracks--my job--my
heart--and anything I ever told you
that you believed--wow--magic
and disgusting fun people, also
Robin Blaser

I Was So Much Older Then, I'm Younger Than That Now.

You were the best friend I have ever had, I think.

My Thomas Jay, if you will.

My only regret is that I was too young to appreciate it at the time.

Because now, you didn't get stung by bees, but you moved off to the windy city.

and that might as well be... Switzerland.

But the other Switzerland, not the one where we built our cabins on opposing moutain tops.

The one that is a million miles away.

I hope you can forgive me for my inexperience.

You see, I loved you.

I just didn't know how yet.

I know you see it now, even though at that age; cryptic texts were exchanged like "Hellos" or "How-do-you-dos."

You taught me everything I needed to know about growing younger.

My awkward coming of age years were hidden in photographs, poetry and you.

I will never be able to thank you enough.

But it is worth a try.

Just Like A Woman

But she breaks, just like a little girl.

Oh don't impress me with your recycled words.

Oh No-oh, I Don't Wanna Be On TV.

There is chaos in the courthouse and the left side is all upset because the right side wants a summerhome and knows we can't afford it.

Most Likely You Go Your Way

If I find pride in these words it is only because I am striving to regrasp something genuine

in my lifetime.

For my lifetime.

I went to a place of education that strives to inform the youth,

of the value of cooperation.

I allow myself to spend most of my time surrounded by people,

I find uncomfortable and understimulating

and I reptitively tap on a newly discovered window that is closed,

as my feet turn blue from the creeping frost on this place.

You Were My Thrill, On Blueberry Hill.

Oh, you poor child.

Don't you know that once you believe they are bigger than you, dammit, that's when they've started eating you alive!

Don't believe them when they say the only way of escape is to give them what they want!

It truly is the most horrid form of self-destruction.

Oh, foolish one, you really think you can rip out your heart and throw it away from yourself for distraction?