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Saturday, April 9, 2011

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I never thought it would come to this...

After happy days and high school plays
Willie Mays and back seat lays
Shadrack Horshak Abednego
and Zeke The Talking Raccoon
after the wheels in my head that wouldn't stop spinning
like a record going round
they wouldn't stop spinning
after getting starstruck
after getting struck by stardom
after I stepped up to the plate
after I stepped up to the mike
after the groupies that hung around
black white and brown
who thought I was something
that I was but wasn't
after all the times I was alone
when I thought that I wasn't
after the receptionist turned pale
and told me I looked like her deceased husband
after I rolled over
played dead
and fetched his bedroom slippers
and tried to fill them
after taking the boss's wife to Mexico on a lark
after gassing up at Texaco and peeing in the park
after the drunks and the skunks and the punks
after the first of the Mohicans
and last of the Puerto Ricans
after Woodstock and Plymouth Rock
after the monkeys and the junkies and the flunkies
after the freaks and the Greeks and the geeks
after golden showers and happy hours

I never thought it would come to this...

After my guru told me that life
is like trying to piss on your shadow
while doing the Macarena
(an Indian guru if you believed all the buzz
though an Indiana guru in fact he was)
after all the rejection in my search for perfection
finding Cinderella's glass slipper
and the hobnail boot she planted up my butt
After the good Samaritan veterinarian in Mexico City
yanked her Levis down to her ankles
and shot his wad in a shotgun blast that peppered us both
as we lay there in a stupor

AND THAT'S WHY I'LL NEVER DRINK TEQUILA AGAIN !!!

After casually tossing the condom that had served its purpose
out the hotel room window in Managua
hearing it splat onto the sidewalk
and someone shouting: AVE MARIA !

I never thought it would come to this...

After all the false starts and missed connections
and what ifs and what the fugs
after to give as good as you git
is to no longer give a shit
after all the days and nights
in the prison of my own desire
all the bittersweet days I remember
in an updated and romanticized version of life
the images colliding like sub-atomic particles
as a thousand million bursting stars
explode in a never ending climax
expanding ever farther into the reaches of space

I never thought it would come to this...

Face to face

at this moment

in this place...

and neither did you



34 comments:

  1. Wow... Left me with so many impressions. Well done.

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  2. Jeez, this is what poetry is about.

    F'ing good stuff,

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  3. Great internal rhythm that builds and builds

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  4. Wow! What a wonderful, rich, full life to look back on........love the boot planted up your butt, the bittersweet days, the adventures, the Tequila............what a poem!!!!!! Love it so much! Back then, remember when we never DREAMED we'd ever make it to fifty? Who knew:)?

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  5. I never thought it would come to this...

    Face to face

    at this moment

    in this place...

    and neither did you
    ........


    wow, truly enjoyed this...
    A++

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  6. I enjoyed reading and smiling! So no tequila since then? Peace! :)

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  7. what a great piece of writing ...thank you

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  8. ahahaha! love the way you express this! unfortunate tryst with the bosses wife! mines here~ http://fiveloaf.wordpress.com/2010/06/18/natures-gravity/

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  9. THINGY,
    Thanks for that vote of confidence...one of the best I've ever received !

    SHERRY,
    Thanks my dear...but hey, aren't we still telling everybody we're 29?

    BENDEDSPOON,
    No more tequila...some experiences you just never want repeated !!!

    AUTUMNFOREST,
    This was similar to your life, wasn't it?

    MAGYAR,
    The explosion...then the implosion...repeated throughout all eternity.

    MAROUSIA, DAVID, JINGLE, KEZ, FIVELOAF...thanks so much for spending the time with this one.

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  10. First off, let me say...
    DOES A MOUNTAIN NEED REPAINTING OR WHAT? Nice to meet you neighbor! :)

    Now...
    I thought your poem was full of wit and humor while belaying the theme and self recriminations
    well written and full of genius.

    http://lunawitch15.wordpress.com/

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  11. Brilliant poetry there. F'ing spontaneous. :)

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  12. and i will most assuredly never eat the worm again...nice ride today...and smooth landing...

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  13. what a ride!!! love this line "who thought I was something that I was but wasn't" in the midst of it all...but there are so many good ones!

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  14. "willie mays to backseat lays..." i thought it could get no better...but it did!

    From Woodstock and Plymouth Rock monkeys and junkies and flunkies freaks and Greeks and the geeks after golden showers and happy hours...if there was a stone unturned it must have been rolling! Great work, a real trip from start to finish...

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  15. I love how your poems are like songs or trips or stories or you get the idea :) I think it would be great to hear this read. I feel that way about all of your poems. I'd like to hear you read them. Great job.

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  16. Totally amazing-- such a great litany-- I'd love to hear this read: people would really groove to it. I'm of the same milieu you are, Tim-- really fine. I especially love:

    After my guru told me that life
    is like trying to piss on your shadow
    while doing the Macarena
    (an Indian guru if you believed all the buzz
    though an Indiana guru in fact he was)
    after all the rejection in my search for perfection


    xj

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  17. WoW! You certainly had your share of STUFF.
    Great read.

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  18. Wit and wordplay. Nice combo. There was so much woven into this (I tried to do that with my OS too) A good read. A good write!

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  19. oh my ...OH MYYYYY...LOL....

    STANDING OVATION....U r a hoot....lmfao

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  20. Wow what a journey you took us on- great write!

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  21. I love the driving rhythm and properly used repitition. Well done.

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  22. Amazing what you've done here with word combinations and slant rhymes and a scalpel of the absurd to completely ace it with this one--excellent poem great writing, and many many instances of downright guffaws of delight from me.

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  23. wow timoteo - what a ride ...excellent

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  24. This is sharing your world with everyone, all the bruises and bumps, moments of glory and struggles with self, passages of time, a journey with all the side trips and stops, a lifetime in verse. Very well done!

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  25. Thanks a lot BLOGGER... I just posted LENGTHY responses to all of you whom I hadn't caught up with yet, and when I tried to post them, it erased everything, giving me some crap about not having cookies function turned on. Why now??? You never did that before !!!

    Sorry everyone, maybe tomorrow I'll be able to reconstruct what I had written to you. But for now, just know that I am so appreciative of these comments. I had hesitated at first to post this poem...but now you've given me a vote of confidence on my "raunchier" work !

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  26. Interesting Input of your journey

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  27. Happens to me all the time this erasing %%$(()_& f all my comments, this as always was awesome, so many sentences I wish I had thought of....fantastic Tim

    yeah this erasing of all response is horrible because your first response to any comment is always the truest...and you can't always remember

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  28. Wow. I feel a bit like I just read "A History of the Universe, Its Culture, Me and Everything Else."

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