I Was Built For Sundays

There's new music rippling about
and rejections popping up

a fresh cup of coffee
to help supply calm

excitements
through investigations
into the bold 1980s car
bold lines
that keep popping up
everywhere
heavy lines in all the nooks

and also into
the linkages woven here

and now I know
that walking into the kitchen
won't help and won't change
anything
though I did manage
to make it outside
to move my car across the street
which was a start

and just up the way
was a little school
with a play-set
with wood-chips
with eees nnns vvvs yyys
scribbled into their faces

and a yarn tele
tethered to the knobbles of a tree
it rang so I ran
and picked up the line
to hear pssst pssshhhshssh
and I was confused

I thought I'm dreaming?
but pierce sure enough in my ear
I'm not dreaming

they're all playing family
(I hope my sister's ok)
so I put my arms straight out
and said hey I can play.


© 2008, Jared Linzmeier