Friday, May 09, 2008

Party Lines

Still recovering from the grading process -- here's a poem, pictures tomorrow, regular post on Sunday. This poem first appeared in Curbside Review.

Party Lines

Sid likes me to fuck other guys,
says the costumed Nancy as she goes
from lap to lap at my brother’s Halloween
party. In two years they’ll be divorced
and she will fuck other guys, and Sid
won’t like it one damn bit. Instead,
he’ll become a vegan, lose his sex
drive to an overabundance of soy milk
and sit around the house they bought
wondering what went wrong. I’ll remind
him of the time she broke in on one of his
phone calls to me and said, “I think we
should split up.” We all sat listening to each
other breathe for a minute before she said, “Go
back to your conversation,” and hung up, but
neither of us could remember what we were
talking about before she came on the line.

Michelle's Spell of the Day
"Doing the right thing for someone else was like a tonic for me; it was like some magic ointment that made a wound disappear." Susie Bright

Cocktail Hour
Drinking memoir suggestion: The End Of The World As We Knew It Robert Gorlick

Benedictions and Maledictions
Happy Friday! And a speedy recovery to Chauncey Billups, Mr. Big Shot!


chris said...

Funny how he seemed to lose it all, While I have set here all day working on SRV'S Life without you on the guitar. Never give up meat !

Charles Gramlich said...

Reminds of me of how when you peer into the abyss it peers back at you.

the walking man said...

The conversational tone belies the Poe like subject.




Anonymous said...

Go Wings! Keep bombing Turco!!!!Keep setting records, Franzen "The Mule" #93!!!!! Lord Stanley, we want you home in Hockeytown where you belong!!!!--JLCGULL

laughingwolf said...

life can REALLY be a bitch!