Saturday, November 28, 2009

Customer Service

Well, in celebration of Black Friday, I wrote a poem about my short excursion to Best Buy...

CUSTOMER SERVICE

"Thank you for coming in."
I don't think she realised
that I used to have her job.

Not that it would have
mattered one way
or another...

but I find myself
kind of wondering
what she would have said,
or if I would have
been helped
at all,
if she had known.

Maybe she would have just asked
if I even needed help
figuring I was fine on my own.

Perhaps she would have just
had me kicked out.

Sunday, November 22, 2009

My Mechanical Pencil

To catch me up to the most recent poem, here's a nice little one about my desire for a really nice mechanical pencil... I have since bought one that is quite good, but still not up to the standard I was hoping.

MY MECHANICAL PENCIL

I have a mechanical pencil.
It's a pretty decent one
with the button on the side
to thrust out more lead.

It's by far not just
some cheap-ass pencil
you get in packs of ten,
but I really want
a fancy, expensive pencil.

WalMart only carries
crappy ones.

Maybe I can find one online.

It's not really
something I need,
but I really want one.

Ah, the simple things in life
that make us happy.

Saturday, November 21, 2009

People Watching

Yet another poem written while sitting in a diner downtown.

PEOPLE WATCHING

Every now and then,
I like to go out,
find a place to sit,
and watch people.

"People watching"
I believe it's called.

Except
that's far too
happy sounding for how
cynical
my event is.

I typically make fun
of the people
and wish them
various incurable diseases.

I wonder how often
it works,
and someone
ends up dead
the very next day
because of me.

Thursday, November 19, 2009

Couples In Booths

Something that's annoyed me for years. I am sure it's as aggrivating for others as well.

COUPLES IN BOOTHS

A booth in a diner
has two sides...
Two.
A bench on either side
of the table.

Why do couples
always insist on
sitting together
in one bench?

Don't they realise
how stupid they look?
Maybe they just don't care.
Assholes.

If this were a boat,
they'd have flipped over
long ago.

Waving

Based on a true story:

WAVING

I just waved at
some random person
in a group of people
walking by.

I don't know the guy.
He waved back though...
Kind of flailed his arms.
I think he was just glad
to know he isn't invisible.

Convincing

I think I was far too tired when I wrote this one...

CONVINCING

Silverfish swim upstream.
That's probably not true
in the slightest.

If you're confident enough,
anything sounds truthful.

People never sneeze only three times.

Nature's Litter

Here's one I wrote about leaves, and how annoying they can be. My mother thinks this has some deep meaning, but honestly I just was annoyed at leaves.

NATURE'S LITTER

Why do leaves have to
fall all over the ground?

I understand the whole
rejuvination thing...
but couldn't it be
a little less messy?

I just don't like
having to rake up
someone else's mess.

Turn Signals

Since I've started a new "era" in poetry, I've decided to start posting them up here once I finish them. Unfortunately, I've already completed seven(7) of them in the past month or so... so I shall post those over the next few days. I'm just starting this, and I'm already behind.

Anyways, the first one is titled "Turn Signals" as suggested by the title of this blogue post.

TURN SIGNALS

A car just drove by.

It had turn signals
that blinked at different speeds.

Someone must have planned that,
but I can't imagine why.

Sunday, November 15, 2009

I'll Be Famous When I'm Dead

Earlier this year, I published a book spanning the past fifteen(15) years of my poetry... it was riddled with typos, and problems with the table of contents, a dedication that no longer applied, etc. etc....

So, now that I've completed a certain specific phase of my writing style, I've updated the book and published a second edition. This new edition contains all the poems written over the last five and a half months... and of course, all the problems that I knew of have been fixed.

Now that the book is (hopefully) free of issues, I have decided to post a link to the store page. If anyone (for any various stupid reason) would actually want a copy of my poetry in hardbound form, it doesn't cost all that much... and I get a bit of money from each sale too!

It's also available in ebook download form for much cheaper... Anyways, here is the link. I have a book!!! Just click on the cover.