A Prayer

serious?

musta been
aw
twenty five
thirty years ago, right?

i'm in my room
looking at a sheet of thin lined notebook paper
words drawn on it
in purple flair pen
and
i look up
and
i see my face
reflected in a window
and
it dawns on me

i'm a fucking neo-poet?

shit!

like

i don't get to be an astronaut?
keyboard player for alice cooper?
or a major league cocksmith or something?

thanks, God!

i know a couple of guys who are gonna have a big ass talk one of these days..