my hair’ll come back and my gut will retreat and i’ll read more and learn how to speak spanish with you.
i wont spend all day at the track
ive spent so long acting like a nerd that its not an act any more, thats what your sister hinted to me when we were playing boggle.
listening to rush and drinking straight out of the bottle.
i was waiting for the bus the other day
one day i’ll be cool
and this man was arranging his paper bags and in one of them was his morning bottle of beer and it fell a long way down to the train platform and it was glass and the guy didnt even try cuz he knew it was a lost cause
but it just clinked and didnt bounce and didnt shatter and didnt make a big splashy loud noise telling everyone that hi im an alkie
it performed its miracle and he picked it up from the ground and put it in a black bag and wrapped it and only the top stuck out for the busride
and i wish i had something good to hide.
he wispered inbetween sneaky sips i woulda never guessed it was him or he was that or he was anything, i never paid much attention to any of the men.
some guys at the xbi are constantly trying to be safer, smarter, sharper, cooler.
im not trying to move up or move down or move out im just trying to complete the assignment as quick as possible.
im trying to get the first pitch groundout not the backwards k.
they say that proves im elderly.
and there was a day when i thought i had to prove how hard i could do it or for how long but now i like the changeup heat changeup heat
i wish i was neat.
woman super fucked up on friday on the way home i was on top of the world comes up to me and i guess i looked good with a hawaiian shirt and a book open as i walked
she told me the beginings of a sob story about her tire going flat and how she needed to get to alhambra
and i said im sorry i cant
i didnt have a dollar handy
like i sometimes do
and normally i will hand it over
i shoulda handed it over
one day i’ll be cool.
dug around for a little
listened for a minute
not what i didnt do.
one day i’ll be