Wednesday, May 28, 2008


I am in the chicken

reading the newspaper, when it dawns on me,
Jim Dine’s second reading in 40 years!

Then I remember that I was not supposed to like the Metreon.
But who knew there’d be all these tourists.   Stop, drop, and roll

into a Starbucks just to start over (I didn’t like me then
and I sure don’t like me now).

                                                                            Whew, we’re a little better

now that the dragon has climbed hisself back up to the top of the cliff.
The air’s a little thinner up there, his little blond mohawk starts to

frizzle.   But I think he’s okay.
Sociability does take its toll.