Thursday, October 29, 2009

Greeting Card That's Not


Let’s take a walk,
so I can hold your hand,
and feel your arm brush
against mine.
And you can give me
that playful slap of yours
when I say something
that maybe I shouldn’t.
Or we can be serious, too,
and I’ll tell you something
that worries me,
and you’ll make it better,
in that way you do.
Then we’ll stop.
Kiss. Kiss again.
Walk on.
Me and beautiful you.
In sweet love.

Wednesday, October 7, 2009

Everyone Rips on Cleveland


Everyone rips on Cleveland —
it’s the easy thing to do.
Everyone rips on Cleveland,
‘cause they like to play the foo’.

Everyone rips on Cleveland
as if her people weren’t real.
Everyone rips on Cleveland,
'cause our souls are forged with steel.

Everyone rips on Cleveland
because everyone is better
than all us saps in Cleveland,
our self-worth locked in a fetter.

Everyone rips on Cleveland
from their perches way up high
Everyone rips on Cleveland —
it gives their simple minds a high.

Everyone rips on Cleveland —
they think it’s pretty cool.
Everyone rips on Cleveland.
Let them eat their stool.