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cancer experts to avoid

by Gabriel Ricard

I could have been a great chemistry student back then,
but I was too busy wishing that I could find a better library
to waste my time in. I needed pretty girls to bring their own cigarettes,
and barely have the interest to look up from their books
and scorn me with a smile.

I got out of that place,
traveled around a bunch of political ghost towns,
and learned how to propose marriage while vacuum cleaners went off
in every other room of the house.

I went back to that place,
and I wasn’t happy to find that everything had been torn down,
replaced, adored, torn down, built back up again,
and then torn down again
in such a short amount of time.

No one remembered the dreams
I had always figured people could see,
just by watching me watch the cars
that hurried past with all those pieces of the green paper parade
flying out of an open window in the backseat.

Everybody I ran into was just wandering around,
hoping for a wedding,
and handing out very old flyers for very old yard sales.

The sky was black from the ground up,
and I had never been so uncomfortable
with the blood in my hands
telling me that I was still alive.

I probably still could have found love,
amongst the blue-eyed monsters in fishnets that were ready to moan,
laugh, fuck like a bull with china shops to spare,
and play hard at being really good sports.
Until someone in a ninety-dollar tuxedo came along, whisked them away
with arms made of broomsticks,
and took them to the biggest and brightest stages in Portland.

Sleigh bells weren’t going to be ringing for another dog’s age,
and I think I really could have cleaned up on the killing floor.

Kindness gets in the way of my instincts to stay healthy
a lot of the time,
but that was one afternoon where I was perfectly capable
of just leaving it all behind and walking on down the road.

I had appointments in the city. Cancer experts to avoid.


10/14/2012

Posted on 10/14/2012
Copyright © 2024 Gabriel Ricard

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 10/19/12 at 01:42 PM

LOL! Cancer experts I think we all should avoid.

Posted by Johnny Crimson on 10/24/12 at 05:48 PM

Experts..perverts. Good write.

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