Wednesday, November 7, 2012

Lackadaisy : Lackadaisy Introduction 1     by   Tracy J. Butler

for those of you who like cats, comics, comedy, and the 1920's.

Friday, August 26, 2011

Kite by John Rives

I mistook a garbage truck for thunder.

The morning after the first night we made love,
I dreamt thunder was chasing rain
through your neighborhood,
flooding the streets and keeping the two of us
indoors for days or even weeks,
until some old prophet could drop, by in an ark,
to take us and the rest of the paired-up animals
to a very high place, or an island maybe,
where we could just
sleep naked for a living.

But the thunder was a garbage truck.
And when my eyes woke up
a note on your pillow said:
"Good morning, Sparkle Boy!
I'll be back around noon.
You--make yourself at home."

And so I did.


I'm saying maybe I put on your slippers,
which were as comfortable as bunnies
because they were bunnies,
and then shuffled over my new favorite
hardwood floor to the bathroom
where maybe I took a bubble bath,
which is not something I can do at my place
because, frankly, my tub is way too skanky
to ever sit my bare ass down in.
And then maybe I got so caught up in the romance of the suds
I started quoting old Latin poetry from my college days
like: "fulsere quondam candidi tibi soles..."
You know: "Verily a bright sun does favor me this morning...muthafucka!"

And then maybe I...played with myself.
But it’s not what you’re thinking--
I’m saying possibly I just sorta
stuck my hand up from the water, going:


HAND: "Somebody got laid last night!
It was youuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!!!"

Or whatever.

And then maybe I...played with myself,
and it's exactly what you're thinking.
But if I did, it was only to put
the mental motion picture of our naked night together
on replay and replay and replay
so touching myself was just like...
Tivo in a way.

And yes, I was still wet when I borrowed your bathrobe.
And yes, I baked apples in your oven
and then ate them with your honey, honey.
And yes, I scared the birds away from your balcony
with my antics, dancing full-blast
to your old Prince CD's--
but please let’s just keep that my little secret,
because nothing is as private as a solitary dance
unless--maybe--it's standing in front of a full-length mirror
in a borrowed pair of bunny slippers,
slipping off a bathrobe and then wishing to a lightbulb
that my name, or my game, or my whatever were bigger,
wondering: "What kind of woman wants this skinny kid for her warrior?"

And so I made for you a kite, enormous,
out of coat hangers, brown paper bags
and the masking tape from that drawer in your kitchen,
and I hung it in the hallway
where you couldn’t hardly miss it,
and I tagged that kite with my words,
I wrote:

Just so you know--

My weird mind wanders and my brave heart breaks.
I've nailed some milestones, but I've made mistakes,
Cuz I got more faults than a map of California earthquakes.

I am taking a nap beneath your covers.
Wake me if you like me.
Wake me if you want me
Wake me if you need another poem.

Your once and future lover
has made himself at home


he is most definitely one of my favorite poets 

Wednesday, August 24, 2011

I honestly have no idea what i'm doing. I just wing it and hope for the best. When it comes to life it's all luck and god's will. When it comes to men i notice only few of the repeating patterns that lead to failure. I have no idea what i'm doing. It could all flip over in the blink of an eye and i wouldn't even know what happened. So please, be honest with me. Because otherwise i just keep guessing in my head and i'll never know the answer even after it's too late.

Monday, April 18, 2011

Free Spirit Spheres: Things I'd Like To Try 002

Kuhl Design Build

 These guys...

...are awesome!


 Things I'd Like To Try: 
001 Camping In A Tumbleweed-House

doesn't that look nice?

Monday, March 14, 2011

Red Rabbit Drive In

Places I'd Like to Visit (again):
The Red Rabbit Drive In is an old-fashioned 50's style restaurant.  Our restaurant features good food in a unique atmosphere offering curb service allowing you to eat in your car, at one of the outdoor picnic tables, or take it with you.  Burgers, Fries, Ham & Pork Bar-B-Ques, and Chicken Dinners are just a few of the items on the menu and everything is made-to-order.  Wash it down with Birch Beer, a hand spun Milkshake, or a Float.  Finish up with a Soft Serve Ice Cream Cone, a Sundae or a Banana Boat.