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If only
There is nothing
else to do
other than
stay up late
drinking beer
and listening
to music.
Work will come
with the morning
as it always
has.
I will say yes
to men I do not care about.
And I will be paid
to do it.
What I want to do
is put drop bars
on my geared
twenty-niner
and tear the
gears
right
off
her.
I know
that she will
love me more for it
if
I only had
the brake levers
to [...]

From: Scott
Subject: thrusday poem
Jonny,
My buddy Jake, who is my touring/riding partner and
all around bike ripper has been working for this
environmental awareness company called 2041,
www.2041.com. He returned from a stint working for
them in Antarctica only to head back out on their
sailing voyage around the world. It’s [...]

The best
The best poem
I’ve ever written
disappears
from my sight
and into the morning
as I rub my eyes
and turn off the alarm clock.
 

Signature Move
I went home for a funeral.
My Grandfather just died,
and the weekend was going to be difficult.
Troy thought it might cheer me up.
Sure he was 50 and fat
and his tan looked cancerous,
but it really was Snuka,
grinding it out for Midwest Renegade Wrestling.
After a few under cards Snuka took the ring.
He won, of course.
He even did [...]

To my grave
There are very good reasons to be in bed,
right now,
with my wife.
But instead,
I’ll have another drink.
You’d think with all these years under my belt,
that I could make sense of that.
It’ll be a problem I take to my grave.
 

Nothing from the Hawk.
But yet it’s still early,
and hope is not dead.

Sunday Afternoon
We were laying in the warm
green grass of our backyard.
Sort of shaped like a right angle.
My hand holding hers gently
between our shoulders.
Both our elbows crooked and my fingers
brushing her hand, barely.
Her softness I could smell.
“What do you want for dinner?”
She casually asked.
“I’ve never loved you more.”
I quietly whispered
towards her ear.

Advice is worth what you pay for it
When I
was in high school
a kid I knew
wore a Joy Division shirt.
I had never
heard the band
but decided
I didn’t like their music
because someone
I knew
who’s opinion I somehow trusted
who liked the same music I did
said they were no good.
So I didn’t listen to them.
For [...]

the valley grew dark
suddenly, as big jonny
went back to the fridge.

This cow eats cash
We couldn’t figure out our phone bill.
long distance calls remained unclaimed every month.
No one would say, “That was mine.”
And just pay for it,
like a man
So one night
when we were all sitting around
arguing about how to pay the fucking phone bill,
I picked up the phone,
looked up one of the numbers that showed up [...]