You’re kicking back
with a bowl
of Lucky Charms cereal
and watching
a Kevin Smith movie
on a rainy afternoon;
carefully eating cereal first
then the marshmellows;
when you’ve just been laid off
and a world of opportunities
are staring you in the face
and anything seems possible
but doubts exist
and boredom drops by
on a few occasions
but you determine to push on
is the best course of action
so that’s what you’ll do
and as cool December clouds
jettison precipitation
everything seems absurd
and without real substance
and Camus and Sartre
start seeming more appealing
and realizations are existential
though you still really, really
want to romanticize the plight.
12/17/98
This poem made me feel ver y
This poem made me feel ver y unemployed, although not. And the last stanza is, as I am sure you know, brilliant!
Starward
I Chuckled At The End
"...jettitson precipitation..." a great image for snow. - slc
Yes, that line is brilliant!
Yes, that line is brilliant!
Starward
as if the sky does't have
as if the sky does't have better things to do.