Wednesday, April 04, 2007

"What No One Is Telling You"

I'm trying to write a poem
and listen to Ira Glass
on Charlie Rose
which doesn't even make sense
since I wouldn't even
think of that
and yet, here it is
and then there's this other
stuff that I don't want to mention
because you don't care and
because I care more than I should.
And people-- there is music too.
And there are people too.
O goodness,
and the baby crying at night.
And "the style is different"
"and then beyond that"
"and like the thought hadn't
even occurred to me."