Saturday, December 30, 2006

To Close To Call...

Nerve-racking,
sleep-depriving,
hyper-alerted,
silent panic --

"... She's going to need an appendectomy, right away... "

Head in hands,
slow breaths,
waiting, pacing,
more waiting --

"... We're taking her into surgery now... "

Staring into space,
thinking about what
she means to me,
to my existence --

"... It's been removed, and she's heading to recovery... "

Exhaling slowly,
holding her hand
at her bedside,
I can smile, again...

Thursday, December 28, 2006

Carbo-licious...(senryu)

Ironic junk food,
Slim Jims can cause fat Larrys --
who saw that coming?

Tuesday, December 26, 2006

This One's A Keeper...

Though many gifts I did receive -
a sweater, a shirt with shortened sleeves,
a blender that can pummel seeds,
the box-set of some DVDs...

... Your gift, I valued most of all -
a simple card with your writ sprawled,
"I'm yours, always, from Spring to Fall" -
of now I have the wherewithal...

... to know, what life means to me.

Sunday, December 24, 2006

Season's Eat'ns... (senryu)

Turkey, beef, gravy,
stuffing, and warm apple pie -
love, is stomachs full...

***May this Eve be awesome for all, and now, I'm gonna go run a 10k or think about it at least, but most likely, passing out by the fireplace... ;)***

Friday, December 22, 2006

Viscum album...

May the spirit of winter and or
inebriation find you lucky to be
sucked into a most worthwhile trap, a
trap each year that snares its victim
lustfully with little abandon for
ettiquette and prudence - a
trap made for seizing the moment
outright without fear, causing one to
engage a kiss that leads, somewhere...

Thursday, December 21, 2006

Holiday Party Facades...

Forced smiles and aimless conversation
permeate the atmosphere - most are
performing self-hypnosis, tricking their
stalwart brains to accept the situation
without "fight or flight" kicking in while
making them seem "docile"

And here I am, in the eye of this
Category 5 disaster, drowning amidst
crab cakes and crabbier spouses,
who check their watches obsessively
for signs that they may indeed, have
the power to move space-time forward

So booze becomes my cure for
flattly-falling one-liners sounding
half-way funny, miniscule small talk
amplifying into grand lectures on the
human condition - but all the while, I stare
at the door, longing for, sweet departure...

Wednesday, December 20, 2006

Adjourned...

Melancholic reveries
instigate felled emotions that
seem not to care for my
state of mind nor affairs,

yet, it is by a single
once of whispered-words from you that
unfolds my furrowed brow,

All my despair subsides, neuron-driven
plowshares guide paths for joyful
rosebuds to bloom, my soul garden
in full view of everyone, though
longing mostly for your view, as always...

Tuesday, December 19, 2006

Happy Holidays, From, Uh...

While on the topic of holidays cards from yesterday...

Getting holiday cards at work is always nice, and just last week one came in for my father. It's one of those cards with the family picture on the front, and it read:

From our home to yours,
Happy Holidays!
Peace, Joy, Good Health and God's Blessing

As my father puts down the card, I'll never forget the next thing he said:

"So... Who the f--k are these people?"

Oh, 'tis the season for cheerful greetings via random corporate mailing lists... ;)

Monday, December 18, 2006

The Joyful Monotony of Being a Team-Player...

While at work a couple weeks ago, someone asked if anyone wanted to help with stuffing the annual cards we send out to various clients for the holidays in December.

Most people usually balk at the task, but not me. Why? 'Cause they put you at a table with no phone, no paperwork to file, and best of all - very little to concentrate on i.e. let your mind wander. Yes, this was my time to exploit a "team effort".

Enthusiastically, I volunteer and take up the task, marching into it with all the gusto and flair of a man possessed by St. Nick himself. Okay, there were risks: papercuts (got two of them), tearing and or scrunching the cards by accident, or just plain getting carpal tunnel from all the repetition of opening, stuffing, and sealing a mass amount of envelopes. But they were risks I was willing to take.

It's usually slow going at first - finding the right rhythm of the folding and stuffing, and then managing the pile. But after about 5 minutes, I was treating it like an assembly line, where I was "Card Master" - open, fold, tuck, seal. And, repeat.

The world went by, as time slowed to a peaceful crawl in my sanctuary of greeting card forts, and most of all, silence. It took me about 2 hours to finish them all, and I think I might have purposely slowed down by the last 50 so that I could savor this tiny little "work vacation" I was having - er, I mean, enduring.

Alas, no fun thing lasts forever, and after dropping off the HUGE box of cards, I sludged back to my desk to go about more air freight and drone around my piles of paperwork.

But for the rest of that afternoon I was like, "Man, those papercuts were totally worth it"...

Sunday, December 17, 2006

Piece for PictureSpeak XX: These Rails...

These rails ain't been used much,
since them automobiles and their
soo-per-highways have taken over
the bulk of get'n from place to place,

Then came those dang air-o-planes,
flying folks to where they needed
to be before they even had time to think
about "chicken or fish",

But you give me a locomotive any day,
'cause it ain't all rails 'n crossings,
no sir - there's a story in every CLANG
of those tracks, and I, wanna hear'em...

Friday, December 15, 2006

Before the Door Slam...

There was this fraction
of a fraction in the second
before the door slam where
I saw our treasured moments --

First kiss on 3rd St.,
Running in the rain in NY,
Dining on salty fish in Fiji,
Catching a Kilimanjaro sunset,
Hopping the train to Paris,
Dodging scooters in Amsterdam,
Swimming in the Caspian Sea --

SLAM!

Then...

... nothing.

Thursday, December 14, 2006

Wednesday, December 13, 2006

Ecdysis...

Languid hips paired with
ample curves move in
perfect symmetry to
downbeats laid at full volume -
apropos siren-eyes
never waiver off mine,
connected we are in this
exchange of pretenseful phero-mania...

Tuesday, December 12, 2006

Silly Romantic Comedy... (senryu)

Mushy-love chick flick,

not a dry eye in the room --

with mine included!


***If you need a chick-flick fix, "The Holiday" will hit the spot, believe me... ;)***

Thursday, December 07, 2006

Ms. Construde...

When I said you were a
fine piece of ass, what I meant
was you have a gorgeous bottom -
I mean, as a whole you're quite
well formed - you know, you're
definitely NOT ugly -- not to imply
that you're perfect either,
not in the least -- not that you have
a lot of flaws or anything, you know,
like that thing on your lip, uh, I mean,
wait --

Can I start over?

Wednesday, December 06, 2006

Solace, de jure...

Comfort
is seldom found
at the bottom of a
wine glass, where the emptiness lends
no sympathy nor hugs,
simply, somber
stillness...

Tuesday, December 05, 2006

Random Haiku #68

Man's cellphone ringtone
was a car bomb going off -
shock value, tasteless...

Monday, December 04, 2006

Random Haiku #67

Woman walks her dog,
dog meets identical dog -
mirrored tails, wagging...

Friday, December 01, 2006

Random Haiku #66

Split-second actions,

Frantic calls, putting out fires --

Being Big-Boss SUCKS!


*** I had to be "The Man" this week, so that's why I've been gone. One more day of this and I would have to kick my own ass... ***