right side of summer

summer approaches
waits to leap like a lion
takes its position

to surprise you with
sun tea, unsweetened, with ice
fresh strawberries

that don't need sugar
the sun shiny on your skin
no shirt, new sandals

you are now standing
on the right side of summer
watermelon days

Patience, my fuckin' ass

I got so much to do and I'm out of weed again.

It's Monday. I thought you weren't smoking as much as you used to.

I'm not. I think it's the weather and that I'm gearing up for summer. I'm restless and I can't wait for school to end. It's fuckin' spring, damn it. That means summer is coming. That means I want out from the fuckin' job at the fuckin' school.

Patience, farmboy.

Patience, my fuckin' ass. I've been patient.

So it won't hurt to be patient a while longer. You've still got a month and a half to go.

I know. Pisses me off, man.

Anger's not going to make the time go by any faster, farmboy.

Oh, great! Trying to help me with reason and logic. I think I'm past all that.

Too bad. The time's still not going to go any faster.

Maybe. But I don't want to give reason and logic and patience the satisfaction of being right. You know?

kit 'n caboodle

I talk to myself way more than I should
talkin' ain't never done me no good
so when I met you, lady,
I swore that I would
stop listening to my sad excuse for a brain
I don't mean to complain
but my brain
has never been
the poster boy for sane
ain't it a shame?
ah, but I digress
I guess I'm not dressed for success 
I took in the whole kit 'n caboodle
and I made a mess
it's just that I
want you, baby,
in my life

You ain't the boss of me

I'm sorry I haven't been in touch more lately, man. I been writing, which I pretty much do every day. It seems to help. I mean, maybe you feel more like a writer the more you write, you know?

You are writing a lot, farmboy, and I'm glad to see it. Because I think we need to work on your lack of healthy self-esteem.

"We?"

Well, I would like to help.

Sure. I mean, thank you. You must be some kind of fuckin' masochist or something to want to work with...

Stop there. No putting yourself down.

You ain't the boss of me, man.

I just want to help you, farmboy.

Well, ordering me around ain't gonna do it. Believe me, I know. 

What I really need is your support, 'Cause I gotta make some changes in this here life of mine.

You got it.

Thanks, man.

I want a girl

I want a girl
who can make up her own mind
and stands behind
the decisions she makes
I want a girl
who can block out the sunshine
when the ground 
all around me shakes
I want a girl 
I want a girl
to hold me when I'm down
I want a girl
I want a girl
to take this boy downtown

I want a girl
who'll dance a slow dance
and take command 
when I step out of line
I want a girl              
who looks good in her underpants
fitting her jeans
with me looking behind
I want a girl
I want a girl
I love your mind
but I love other things, too
I want a girl
I want a girl
I want a girl
just like you

song about a fool

I got in trouble
I went to jail
old man justice
did not prevail
human misery
on a massive scale
could not compare
to the incarceration
of me

getaway keys

I got getaway keys
in the palm of my hand
and I'm getting away from you
life didn't go quite
the way that I planned
but I know now what I'm gonna do