i. Authority
My boss says, “what have you been painting today?”
and I says the doors, and he says the “doors.
What time do you get here in the morning?”
“Seven thirty.” I says, “You know, I work hard for you all.”
“Did I say that you didn’t?”
“No.”
“I will ask you what you have done,
do you understand?” Never
what I will do.
ii. Café, Tuesday Night
Christ died, I just realized
this is Christian
rock.I called you by name (?)“Were not of this world” (the question mark
Before you were free
is mine)
iii. Fable (no moral)
I asked my pants
which pockets to use: “All of them,
of course.”
Of course, stuffing
my wallet into the back pocket, thinking
are you sure
you don’t mind? The zipper
strangely silent, denim whispers my
passing hand.
Wednesday, March 18, 2009
Talking to Myself