Month: February 2013

probably would have never occurred
if everyone lived in the Florida Keys
skeemin’ on the Vitamin D….

Equal parts of
Budweiser and Yuengling
poured together
in a beer mug
garnished with ice
and I am a
first-timer.
My Pop suggested
it with
hookah
on the Egyptian side
and a bit of
superstitious
bird talk.

For hours we would try to master the Viennese Waltz

come Sunday we found ourselves lullingly doing the

tow-step behind closed blinds; the record always

skipped in the same place but neither of us ever

budged to fix it, we’d  much rather pointe ballet.

It reminded us of girl we used to know-

she would walk around life on the tips of her toes;

almost rapturous and her head always high

when we questioned her as to why anyone

would do such a painful thing she’d say:

 “just trying to catch the Mandjet and sail away.”