To: Grainne who wrote (90818 ) 12/7/2004 6:17:21 AM From: Hubert Few Read Replies (2) | Respond to of 108807 This is how I feel...the real deal I feel pain, and anguish I feel ecstatic, and sympa-empathatic I can split hairs, but can't grow any new ones I have visions, lucid dreams I can't see the TV set, but I know what is on, even though it is off I can't find any real friends on this planet, but I have a good credit score I don't have regrets, I have videotapes of the learning experiences I don't get out much Hold your enemies close, and your dog closer I have a treasured collection of martial arts in the closet, collecting dust I periodically search beneath the sofa cushions for artifacts I can't hold a thought for very long, but I once held a job for fourteen years that I hated I ride my motorcycle at break neck speeds....often...and with abandon Supposedly I have cancer, it will kill me one day I'm told, I figure some things are not worth knowing at all Slip up one time on this tightrope and you fall Some things rhyme, and are thought to be poetic Some poems are not so much thoughts as velvet Elvis paintings God lives in a trailer park and shops at Wal-mart And this is art? Fuck The world has changed so much it seems 9/11 Terrorists Cell phones SUVs I figure this is a beta test for something that matters Maybe not in this world Maybe not in any world But somewhere in between the acts of spontaneous creation where "reality" theories and myth combine People spout a lot of fine talk about world peace and call the cops when the neighbor's stereo is too loud We wouldn't know peace if it hit us over the head Lock and load It's a jungle out there Keep your powder dry, along with your sense of humor You may need both some day, like yesterday for example I guess a good poem has to have an ending The bad ones just seem to go on, and on, and on A bad poem can leave you feeling good a good one can leave you feeling bad so which is better? better is whatever works better won't always pay the bills maybe we need fewer bills and more "better" fewer "pros" and more rank amateurs less distance and more travel go somewhere for no reason at all and don't tell *anyone* If they ask, lie, tell them you went to get a haircut if they point out that your hair is still the same length tell them it grew back Think about a covered wagon crossing a desert think about leaving your house without your fucking cellphone there is no right or wrong to it it was just a thought...