clouds crept in as thun

der explo
ded soun
ded like a gun
(shot) my heart's still beatin
rain started pourin
dishwasher turnin
and turnin
uncertain
which was which Light's on
now and i'm readin
bout typical bullshit
what's worse be
cause
now
i
be
writ
in
it

i celebrated my birthday with a

stanley cup par
ade in
side of wrigley field the
pitchers mound
shook then
two almost no
hitters juan
pierre damn ex
cub damn ex
dolphin punc
tured lilly and we
still almost lost
due to balk me
diocrity but no
we slid by like
100 days of sh
it
ty
po
etry
and
now
i
can pause
like an
old
cassette
tape
player

welcome to another birth

day of mine i'm
sore from gar
dening three
days in a row the
compost has proven to
be a dis
aster due to pis
tachio shells
never again! the
sky is grey
er almost min
ute by min
ute prov
ing once a
gain that
weathermen are
horseshit
yet
we'll sit there
drenched with our
expensive cubs
tickets and
you'll be i
guess in the
atlantic o
cean and de
spite all these
humdrums these
bullshits these
whatevers this
morning i still said
modeh ani l'fa nechah and
you know i'm not kidding
rabbi knows i'm not kidding
papa knows i'm not kidding
lord knows i'm not kidding
i'll remember this tonight at
wrigley field

on a whim i bought three cubs

tickets online for
tomorrow night's crosstown
mediocrity classic and
chris will join me and
kevin will join me and
i'll betcha the stanley
cup will join me but
you
my world series
my newfoundland flower
will be heading toward some
candian french island
where you can't plug in anything
where they smoke wear berets and
couldn't give a damn about a
bezbol game but
live and breathe hockey like
i live and breathe
you
like
we live and breathe
love

when aj's voice cracked

reading la linea out loud the
girls all giggled but
he kept readin and
i wondered if he ever heard
peter brady singin
when it's time to change
you've got to rearrange
o janet!  o marcia!
will i ever forget ya?
i doubt it ex
plaining my shit
ty mem
mory

your lonely voice

over my cell phone
made me want to
reach you
more

even this new blackhawks fan is

caught up in this stan puck thing
game 6 they're playing right now in
philly see and
winning 3
to 2 third inning
so i must give up this
pussy
poetry
cubs who?