[Milton-L] Off Topic poetry
junkopardner at comcast.net
Sat Dec 27 07:18:39 EST 2008
Something I just wrote drunker than Hemmingway in Cuba. And if I was
susceptible to regret, I would probably regret posting this.
But my magic 8-ball says, ³highly unlikely².
by Jonathan Colburn
The baseball field next to my childhood
home is gone. There are no more pitchers, no more batters,
and the outfield is full of ghosts.
The drive-in theater that used to play across the street
is now filled with convalescents hooked up
to machines, and lifelines tied to landlines
adjacent to a big ass church,
with a crucifix in the shape of a dollar sign.
And my favorite band is deader than the prom queen
from my high school, batting
her heavy massacred eyes at closing time
in the bar up the street, where I find myself
all these years later.
I put a dollar bill in the jukebox for one last obscure play
and wonder, as I run my hand through my graying beard -
Where have all the good times gone?
Sooner or later, the party ends, and I've been through enough
in my time to know that the darkness
of Saturday night always splits in half
to the migraine of Sunday's sun.
And the dawn of this Sunday finds me
with numb feet and steady hands,
squinting into the light that is still falling
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