Thursday, February 27, 2014

new poem - Sam B

People are just in it for themselves at the end of the day.
Also at the beginning of the day, too.


Friday, January 31, 2014

Observations - 1/31

A black man in a large camel colored fur coat, it looked like real fur -
Standing in front of a Rabbi who was
occupied with his orange soda, eyes
closed - headphones in ear.
-
Right in front of me a very
interestingly dressed Asian woman
in her late 20s or early 30s had an admirable air of confidence.
Her thick, long hair
somewhat messily cascaded down to her lower back.
Perfectly round - and small - wire framed glasses rested on her cheeks.
She was speaking with another artist type, a man, same age.
She was wearing the most interesting ... Coat?
More of a large sweater.
It resembled a quilt. A quilt that had pilled.  Fabric goosebumps covered the sweater.
It was bright neon green
And the buttons were in the back.
She wore a beret of sorts.
-
To my right was an older gentleman that bared a striking resemblance to
Roger Ebert in his prime.
He was cloaked in a puffy red Canadian Goose Down.
-
These were the people on my subway car on my way from 86th to Union Square.

Wednesday, January 22, 2014

"This is not what we had in mind"



This is not what we had in mind
When we said adulthood

We meant understanding things
completely
wholly

Bored
I snap my gum at my desk
Listening to football talk and thinking about
2006

Is it just me
or is there nothing good on TV
Anymore
Or it could be my attention span.
It is shrinking.disproportionately decreasing

Tired
I cherish moments with loved ones
Giggling, talking, praying. Wondering about
2021
But only for a second or two
Because there are dishes to be done
Bills to pay
Events to attend
Sleep
Travel
Negotiate
Shake hands
and Netflix and Phones and praying and loving and hugging and flossing and emailing and typing and watching and cleaning and eating and nodding and subways and cars and highways and bridges and frustrations and comedies and looking and waiting in line and reading the paper

But only for a second
because i don't
r e a l l y
want to understanding everything
anymore.