Eyes Meet

Sometimes eyes meet at an intersection

(Hopefully not literally; that tends to be

Sort of a train-wreck, but with cars),

Passing so fast that they don't so much meet

As coincide,

Which is not as bad as when they linger too long.

That makes me want to cover my eyes.

Sometimes, there really is no meeting.

One turns away too early, and the other too late,

and sometimes, it seems just right,

and it seems like more have met than just eyes,

But no matter how it happens, I always wonder

“What was she thinking?”

Matilda

A first bear is a confusing thing.

When you find it twenty years later,

And it almost fits in the palm of your hand.

The first bear is for the time

When it doesn't look much smaller than you.

I don't know how long mine was my favorite toy,

Because I don't remember a time

When it was a relevant part of my life.

The musical movement still works,

It just doesn't sing to me anymore.

Keep Your Friends Close...

This world is full of whimsical woe,

Like the flying needles to stick me while I mow,

Two and a half kingdoms of life than can fly,

and quarter-ton steel sculptures that will eat you alive.

O world, I cannot hold thee close enough,

Owing to my lack of trust.

Delay, Deny, Evade and Avoid

Delay, deny, evade and avoid

Are my motto, and also my rules.

Delay, deny, evade and avoid

Will get me through the day.

Delay, deny, evade and avoid

Gets you out of more work than to

Concede, confess, expose and accept,

and who knows what else you might get to do

While you delay, deny, evade and avoid?

Conservative Playcalling vs. the Quick-Kick

I've watched the clock

Spin my workday

In endless concentric circles.

I've marked time to the end

Of many an elective class.

I've gone into halftime

With a four-touchdown lead,

and run the clock out to the end,

But never before had I chosen

To run out the clock on a relationship.

The Corner of My Eye

I was walking by the river,

and you caught the corner of my eye.

You apologized all the way to the hospital,

Because you're a better woman

Than you are a fisherwoman,

and together we learned

That the quickest way to a man's heart

Is through his bloodstream.

The Dangers of Using Conventions On a Poet, Pt. 2

Watch yourself. You can't just sit around

Staring at yourself in the mirror all day.

Enjoy your chair while it lasts,

Because pretty soon, you'll be out on your butt.

You gotta grab the bull by the horns,

Because if you mess with the bull, you'll get 'em.