the discomfort of where
drowns this latest moment of Zen
a headache's trickery
must lend its generous slant
rather quite solemn am I
I must admit
just before I gather more raw
with my shuffled repose
one ache
two aches
three aches or five
what does it really matter
its only the shell
talking to the inner me
that's the one that really counts
yet in a number of unforgettable ways
it can hurt the soul when one becomes
far too human
with such reflection from the spirit
all true growth is learned
but first one has to listen
well, I'm listening now
my soul
'ole giddy, wise one
that it is
directs its failing host
( I mean my body that is)
to go to sleep
the day was long
a carbon copy of umpteen others
ah, but this plum full tedium of
every known monotony
ferociously ate up
nearly all my 'Good Humor'
and to think some ironic
ice cream company named one of
its clever chocolate concoctions
on a stick just that 'Good Humor'
perhaps then I should go fetch
myself some
but no, I don't believe I shall
as chocolate has such a mean, sneaky
way of making me far fatter than I
would like to be
well
chipper is the skipper
who tosses his little boat
right out of the sea...............
(June 1, 1999)