Saturday, September 18, 2010

un-jump-startable souls

three days after the tow
i'm at the old familiar garage

the jumper cables wouldn't
have worked
on this one,
says the first mechanic

you were right
by just calling the tow guy,
says the second

the battery
is completely shot
the first mechanic says

nothing could've
jump-started that thing...
the second adds

& i felt it then
that particular feeling
at the center of my core
unknowingly articulated so well by
the wise old mechanic
This blog is updated irregularly and has nothing to do with the poet's output. The poet is actually disturbingly prolific. He writes about 5 poems per day. The pages are everywhere, even stacked in the bathtub.