Archive | August 23, 2009

8/23/09 Patricia A. Hawkenson’s Reflections

Inferior Exploitation of Viable Skills

B movies provide a necessary function,
a deviation from the norm,
gathering us on the couch
friends, chips, beer and bravado
all shouting obscenities
as we stuff our faces
belly laughing in agreement,
but viewer, B ware.

Plot lines twist to obscurity
in a random fashion
that is as necessary and expected
as giant alien rabbits
who devour small railways
while racing through Boston
on a mission to save the world
from white collar criminals
wearing breast popping armor.

This opportunity for upchucking
pent-up constructive criticism
is needed when we can’t complain
about the asinine policies at work
or the stupidity of leaching exes.

Just B sure
you have the stomach for it.

Pitch Perfect

The first bonfire
was probably just a cook-fire
gone terribly awry
that left the hillside
charred and black
as the fire-stokers ran
screaming at high pitch,
pointing blame
and throwing sand.

So I can’t blame you
as we heat up the night,
our arguments hot with pain
as we hurl insult upon insult,
our darkened truths
thrown into the light.

I just want to gather
every bit of what we had
and toss it to the fire.

Bring marshmallows.