Monday, April 23, 2018

stronger at sixty

I'm dubious of such things
at a certain point, imagining my chicken wings
blossoming into arms of steel seems
unless I drink protein powders and meat,
pushups, pullups, a full bridge pose, handstands,
my body protests, I listen,
talk back and we discuss,
my body and I.

Sunday, April 22, 2018

Lessons learned

don't underestimate the level of your knowledge
and notice how long it took to acquire it
you're not a spring chicken after all.
and so, don't overestimate the capability of a
young person to do what you do, it ends
in long nights and weekends at your computer.
it take years to cruise to the moons of Jupiter,
it took years to accumulate this wisdom, these
skills, going to the Moon is a piece of cake.

Thursday, April 19, 2018

I'm getting smarter

the words come to mind immediately
one down, three across, seven down, six down
old weeds debug owls, the crossword told me
and deny the gym slam as Leia lies in the sauna,
libel, you say, and I wrote, in the puzzle today
go figure.

Tuesday, April 17, 2018

no one's home

they don't live here,
just add the bill to the one for
their main house, their private jet and
private schools.  
the houses behind the signs are large,
well appointed and 
one in front of every empty house
along this lovely dirt road, hidden up 
in the hills above Santa Fe.
beautiful and empty.

Monday, April 16, 2018

Learning the iPhone

I insisted that he get a bigger phone, and 
then I insisted that he learn to text.
I don't do phone calls anymore.
He demurred with a mumble about not 
"doing that", and I retorted, "You're being lazy"
No excuses.
On a Saturday, I picked him up for training,
with a nice young lady, volunteering her time,
and he fell in love,
and he learned how to text.

Tuesday, April 10, 2018

his name is Slav

I imagined a heavy set older man
sauntering into my office, extending his hand
I'm Slav.
he would sit down heavily onto my too small
guest chair and would gaze at me directly,
small, sharp eyes and a set jaw
he'd get right to the point, brusque in fact
I'd respond in kind and the meeting would end,
efficiently, items noted, a plan forward.
I was almost right.

Sunday, April 8, 2018

Next Job

his next job will be walking Bella
through the long corridors of DIA,
her nose to the ground seeking bits of 
fallen food,  a welcoming smile 
as north is drawn to south, so Bella 
instinctively moves towards small children,
sure to be coated in sugar, dropping small
crumbs alongside.
they giggle, moving back and forth,
in terror so much as laughter 
and when they are thoroughly licked
clean, her nose drops to the ground, pulling
the leash, pulling him away from this 
one, and on to the next.