My new Scottish friend tells me Americans
Write poetry like we’re sitting in a coffee-shop,
People-watching. Sometimes I do, but today
I’ll turn on my espresso machine for inspiration.
“Drip-drip-drip…Whoosh!”
I’m definitely people-watching now – inside my person,
Inside my skull. My skull and crossbones
Depicted on a Jolly Roger
Warns of nightmarish,
Impending doom.
My dreams once told me I was a Moby Dick expert,
Even though I denied it.
“You don’t understand, I’ve never even read Melville,” I pleaded.
It didn’t help. My turn to be whooshed – to the top floor of a
Skyscraper to give a lecture, where I was stared at
By credentialed academics who rightfully doubted my skills.
They had spotted me as an outcast. Indeed, that much was true –
“Call me Ishmael,” and
From my seat in Starbucks,
I’ll agree with you.
-st
Write poetry like we’re sitting in a coffee-shop,
People-watching. Sometimes I do, but today
I’ll turn on my espresso machine for inspiration.
“Drip-drip-drip…Whoosh!”
I’m definitely people-watching now – inside my person,
Inside my skull. My skull and crossbones
Depicted on a Jolly Roger
Warns of nightmarish,
Impending doom.
My dreams once told me I was a Moby Dick expert,
Even though I denied it.
“You don’t understand, I’ve never even read Melville,” I pleaded.
It didn’t help. My turn to be whooshed – to the top floor of a
Skyscraper to give a lecture, where I was stared at
By credentialed academics who rightfully doubted my skills.
They had spotted me as an outcast. Indeed, that much was true –
“Call me Ishmael,” and
From my seat in Starbucks,
I’ll agree with you.
-st
