The Roost - #2

Sitting at The Roost,
wearing a spandex shirt
I inherited from
a fairly recently deceased friend.

It's too short,
and when I reach,
I worry
everyone will see
my underwear.


-Jim
March 12, 2011

The Roost - #1

Sitting at the Roost,
pretending to be an intellectual,
or at least to be busy,
by writing thoughts in my notebook.

Sitting at the Roost,
wishing for more friends,
or at least for closer ones,
hoping to engage a human via technology.

Sitting at the Roost,
in the corner,
on the couch,
drinking tea
and writing,
to kill time,
or at least to try and enjoy it.


-Jim
March 12, 2011

not trying

This is me
This is me not trying

I'm bored
    and directionless

But the rain
                    sounds pretty



-Jim
March 10, 2011

mediocre

WHy keep on
    with the mediocre?

    Like this pen.

I feel like I shouldn't
    waste things.

Which isn't a bad idea,
    but if it is applied
    too rigidly and keeps you
    in a rut,
  isn't so helpful.


-Jim
Dec 17, 2010

Promises

Before you died,
we knew you were sick
for a long time
and I always imagined
being there
for your final moments
and promising you
that I
would always
be there for your son.

(But) when your end came
you were unconscious
and in a different state
and it turns out
that those imagined moments
were disguised promises
to myself.


-Jim
Sep 15, 2010

gotta write a poem

gotta write a
gotta write a poem

      "When in the course of..."

No, no!
Not right

gotta write a poem

      "I think that I shall see..."

No!

Done



-Jim
Feb 20, 2011

My Church

My church
is the sun
and the dirt
and now.


-Jim