this is my most favorite poem. written in maybe 1986.

Kick the Dog

Wake up time comes too early, kick the dog.
You have a hangover from the night before, kick the dog.
Your life flies by on the hands of your favorite clock, go ahead kick the dog.
Plans never go as planned, kick the fucking dog.
You go to bed, no girl, no sex, kick the dog.
You kicked the dog all day, why does he still love you?

why do i bother?

why do i bother to light the fire?
you seemed to have lost all your desire.
i ask you so often i'm numb.
my need is becoming so dumb.

why do i bother to fan the flame?
it's flickering light is rather tame.
i ask for your love and affection.
i wonder if i made the right selection?

why do i bother to tend to the spark?
my need for you is almost dark.
i long for your touch without my plea.
but it's my need for you that you fail to see.

why do i bother to wave through the smoke?
so weighted and heavy that i choke.
because i love you and for no other reason.
i will light the fire in this or any other season.

fuck

what is it that causes some of us to have good luck and others to have shit for luck? i stopped to talk to a man on the corner with a sign that said "vietnam vet anything will help". his name is john. i was expecting him to be a drunk, but discovered a very sober sounding and coherent man. so much for preconceived ideas about people. so much for me trying to be Jesus like. i wished i could get past my negative thoughts about those who may just be down on their luck. you know most of us are only a check or a few checks from being down on our luck as well. i bought john a burger lunch and hoped it would at least fill his belly for a while. i wish i had the power to do more, but i wonder if sometimes these people do not wish to be helped beyond food or money?

this is the second time i have had to sign up for this. i did it and can't remember what the hell name i used to start the other one. i don't even do drugs anymore but i must have fried some cells in the past to sketch the future. i am an old fart trying somthing new. my young, smart friends all do this blog thing, so i figured i better get in the game or get left out. left out of what? this i am unsure of.