“Next Up to Bat, Ineffable Jones”
Wednesday, August 31st, 2005The past didn’t go anywhere
Just shoe-horned itself into
the present.
Awkward and malformed,
Biding its time
For 11:30 reminiscing.
It’s tensed and waiting to
Pounce alligator-like;
To drag me back to old
Rooms and photographs;
To lead the band in a
Last hurrah!
And parade itself on a page.
Broken promises that were
Meant so strongly.
Intention uttered in a
Solemn place.
I said those words so
Weighty and meaningless
Now.
“I do.”
Was everything, […]