When you’re a kid
on Saturday afternoon
your lunch
is probably something like
a salami sandwich
and Spaghettios
and when you’re an adult
it’s pretty much the same
except it’s dinner
Thursday
at 10:30 p.m.
and your milk
is a can
of cheap beer
like High Life
or Old Style
make that a few glasses of milk
and you work tomorrow
instead of school
you finished school
long ago
and realized
most of it’s
bullshit
you wanted to be
an astronaut when
you grew up
and now
you’re all grown up
and serving the astronauts
chocolate-covered truffles
and gummi fruit salad
I was a kid
until I picked up “HOWL”
and that made me want to be a poet
So this bowl of Ramen’s for you
Ginsberg
You fucking asshole
© 2008 Lee Kitzis
Showing posts with label Spaghettios. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Spaghettios. Show all posts
Tuesday, November 4, 2008
Wednesday, October 22, 2008
I've Always (for Julie)
I’ve always sympathized more
with the street sweepers
and the old men in Jewel
feeling up the tangelos
riding the brown line
back from the locksmith
with a can of Spaghettios
in my left pocket
and a whiskey hangover
I’ve always been a hair away
from being the cab driver
in the porn store
at 3 A.M.
on Thanksgiving
or the guy
who thinks there’s money
in real estate
and I always will be
because
that’s pretty much
what a poet is
and I’ve always loved you
in the way stock guys
love management
and the cab driver
loves porno
and the old man
loves tangelos
and the street sweeper
gave up
and watches
the cars pass
I love you
like Spaghettios
© 2008 Lee Kitzis
with the street sweepers
and the old men in Jewel
feeling up the tangelos
riding the brown line
back from the locksmith
with a can of Spaghettios
in my left pocket
and a whiskey hangover
I’ve always been a hair away
from being the cab driver
in the porn store
at 3 A.M.
on Thanksgiving
or the guy
who thinks there’s money
in real estate
and I always will be
because
that’s pretty much
what a poet is
and I’ve always loved you
in the way stock guys
love management
and the cab driver
loves porno
and the old man
loves tangelos
and the street sweeper
gave up
and watches
the cars pass
I love you
like Spaghettios
© 2008 Lee Kitzis
Labels:
Jewel,
Julie,
poet,
Spaghettios,
Thanksgiving,
whiskey
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