The wind blows tonight from out at sea,
and the 20 something with the fake tits
is not for you, but her outfit looks better
even though they feel like sandbags and
make teepees when she sleeps,
and there's the boy with the Gary Matthews problem
(20 somethings only have too much time on their hands),
and the sand is powder and fails to get hot
even under this unfailing sun, and tomorrow
the tide will not rise or fall and
the frozen cocktails will not fade or melt,
and we will walk down this beach again to some place
named the Whale's Tale or Jupiter Joe's or some such thing,
where we will have language struggles with the Slavic waitresses,
with bleached blonde hair and bad acne scars,
whom will not understand what our order
but will think you look like her boyfriend,
at home across another ocean, or just down the beach, we do not know,
and we'll pretend like life could be like this forever,
and for better or worse we will wish such dreams,
somewhere in this world, could possibly be true,
at least for a few minutes longer.
May 2007 Archives
Tonight I am shaving like my father,
after the shower in my underwear,
briefs to make the experience more authentic,
or just because I refuse to wash clothes until the weekend.
He asks me today if I can just accept
that you are unhappy, to not want
to change you, to realize that I
am powerless with regards to your dilemma(s).
So I play tennis, and sweat through my holy
shirt that I have been wearing for days,
the mosquitos are out and attack my ankles
if I do not move quickly enough.
My shin is scratched to a bloody mess,
but I fixed my car myself, this weekend
I will repair the garbage disposal and
take out the trash and wash the counters.
My shin will likely be healed by then,
and maybe there will be rain,
and I guess I will wash clothes,
and I will buy more soap too.
Before the shave, I walked
across the dangerous tiles, naked and soaked,
and retrieved the last bar from the bulk supply
that I learned from you.
I wish I could clean everything
before my interest goes away.
I always wanted to make you happy.
There are things that cannot be cleaned.
You will never remember to put a new bar
in the shower until you are already in and soaked.
