i could be hosting something
i may look okay
but something's there
and i don't mean poems
i've had it easy
broke an ankle once, leaving a party
on a Bonneville TT to get my music
sat out Vietnam
wars, bad illness, the ridiculous archness
of annoyance, that's not even in the picture
when it's learned i live on a boat
and write not even fish bite
this worries me, i'm right
to be concerned, the burning
when everything's been so good
i feel i better get going
and you know what?
i'm looking at Sam Donaldson on t.v.,
the gray in that S-curve hairpiece?
wonderful!
my cure shall be simple and longlasting