May 30, 2006

My day, in numbers

Twelve students
Ten have to take the
Eight page exam
Six days left until their
Four years are over
Two months, almost three, of summer 'til the
Twelve month cycle begins anew
Nine hours or so to correct this exam
Six it took to write it
Three will probably fail
None too pleased about this
One teacher, inevitably glad the year is through

May 28, 2006

Needlessly piercing thread
Strikes like lightning
Both in shape and frequency
Puckering orbitals
And leaving a flinching aftertaste.

Unabated

Suffering pointlessly
Identifiable pain
Victim of who knows what
And who cares
As long as it stops for a while

May 27, 2006

Risky business for the weekend
Free to croon Danke Schein
Wear my beret
And drive the convertible in reverse

It never happens

Lethargy and striving
Liquid crystal suntan
Weary eyes
As if anyone would be surprised that I'm home

May 20,2006
It looks like quartz or something

Clarity.
Carat.
Cut.
Color.
And a strong blue fluorescence she would never notice.
Even though I told her.
Which I did.
Way back when.

Leave it to the bowling alley...

Sept 18, 2006


Looking at my finger

Nine months, 12 days, and one hour married
Content, and pleased
Yet purpose escapes my fingertips
Eager only to be eager for something else
Something good
Something I don't yet want or feel or know
Or need to know
And yet I need to know
These shoes are still not broken in
No matter how far I walk
Some days it's like they aren't even mine
Unusual blisters, these
Slow to mend
And so difficult to put my finger on
Though it fits so easily on my hand