A Baker's Dozen From 1988 - Page 10

1.

I ran down the road to meet you halfway

nowhere around could I find you

hidden behind a stand of cattails you were

it was easy to lose interest since you only teased.

February 1988

2.

I cared enough

to be careful

and you were

careful enough

not to care any.

February 1988

3.

I reached out to grab

a piece of the sky and

found myself so airsick

remained on the ground.

February 1988

4.

the evening allows a benign

darkness to cover us all as

we sleep, dreaming of the 

day's events, less complicated

than they actually were.

February 1988

5.

I have processed thousands of thoughts 

over the last twenty four hours,

some of which were not as important

as the time it took to hear them.

February 1988

6.

and even with all the

books of art, we still

don't understand our

creative processes.

February 1988

7.

you really had me

where you wanted me,

dependent upon you

for my survival.

February 1988

8.

in the sounds of music

inside the lyrics resides

the soul of rock and roll;

its rhythms and melodies

mean nothing if the words

cannot pierce the illusion

that it's fine to be a little

neurotic and unhappy.

February 1988

9.

never knew my dad very well and

when I tried to know him better, he

said he already knew all he cared to know

that it was my mother I needed to know more about

that she was going to be hard to live with after he was gone;

I asked him to give me an idea of

what he was talking about and he said.

I'd find out soon enough for myself.

February 1988

10.

those who seem a little arrogant

have a reason, not always good

as to why they act like they do;

it is this egotistical behavior that

has fostered numerous discoveries.

February 1988

11.

I am challenged every evening to

seek perspective for my reason-for-being,

from those who cannot relate nor

understand what motivates me to search

for something so illusive and uncontrollable;

it does not matter why or if it is right 

or wrong or worth my time...

what matters is that I want to,

nothing more, nothing less...

February 1988

12.

how reassuring to know that

when one is forty that a man's 

life expectancy is seventy-five.

February 1988

13.

her time was not always

given to others...  and,

certainly not at home where 

it was needed the most.

February 1988