never live the life you want to
chained by ankles
others fly
see the stars high up above you
wallow in that word "denied"

to write for the sake of writing alone is meaningless.  yet, here i am.  i guess the same can be said of all actions.  in the absence of hunger, should one eat of the meal simply because it's there?  this blog's been here all along, but all i've done is ignore it despite the changes in everything.

anyway, to put it most vaguely, i think of love and of the current times.  i fear for a friend who has gotten what he wanted.  i wait in joyous anticipation of not just one arrival but two.  God bless them (my daughter needs playmates.)  life does indeed change on a dime.

got fios now.  dropped comcast.

finally, i have the place all to myself.

so drifts the wood through open space
with leaves on vacant streams;
momentum's current flies with time
as mountains sunder seas.

i know how poor Ullyses felt-
   his house a wreck,
   his bow unstrung,
   his kingdom so undone.

the sound of the word
it whirls through the air
and enters the heart through the ears.
sharp dagger- sometimes,
or soothing as dew.
depends, i suppose,
on what they're to do-
enhance fortitude
or bring about tears?

oh, whoa is me,
the man once filled
reduced to void
mere shell of appetites
created by others

this shopper's lament

what of the stars?  they're still a-shinin'
high up in the sky.
despite the fact my belly's bigger
from more apple pie
i still maintain within my brain this picture-
you and i
sitting.  it's day one of class
you're left, i'm at your right.

and not a word exchanged.
so strange!

but here you are right here my dear.
you're sleeping and your belly's big-
by far exceeding mine!

been playing "win for life" scratch-off tickets lately.  at 3 bux a pop, i figure it satisfies my need for immediate gratification, as well as my need to serve my community (much of the state lottery's proceeds go to edumacation, you know.)  i haven't won yet.  anyway, so i was driving home from the city this morning after dropping my wife off when i found myself bargaining with God.  i told him that if i won, i'd donate a tenth of my mega millions winnings to my parish.  that would be about 10 mill.  not a bad proposition, eh, Lord?  give a brother a break PLEASE!  it's not like i'd go the way of the dark side of the force, you know?  but regardless, win or lose, i would still give everything i have for the good health of myself, family, and friends.  i guess that's why i haven't won yet.  we're all still pretty much healthy.  and thank God for that.

"Lord have mercy!"

"Shabba!"

montreal last weekend.  not this past weekend, but actually the weekend before.  went there with ray, wayne, and frank.  got my ass BEAT.  by my own belt, too!  but i guess that's tradition for a bachelor party.  YAOWZA!

i love the way you moved my soul
affecting sands of timely shoals.
now, here i am, once made of stone
eroded down right to the bone.

~~

i try to flex old wings.
instead, a cracking sound
erupts from rusted joints;
i fall onto the ground.

fun times at my sister's house.  they have a new ping-ping/table tennis table and life was just grand.  there ain't nothing like watching my mom and my nephew play.  i will always cherish the dialogue during that moment- "I'm gonna make you dance!"  Lola (grandma) trash-talking her apo (grandson).  and the funny thing was that she actually did make him dance.  gotta love it...  "Her specialty is placement," my brother-in-law observed.  my nephew is a good kid.  very patient and not too sensitive.  i'm proud of him.  he didn't lose his cool.  ate (older sister) refused to play our ma.  everyone knew that  ma's got a better game!  i played my brother-in-law.  good matchup since we're both spin doctors.  good volleys everywhere.  i can't wait to take the table outside near their pool!  my dad played, though he was very anxious about his impending colonoscopy.  wifey showed up from work all burnt and pissed-off.  tired from taking the train from nyc and very hungry i must add, she was okay after the food was served soon after.  all attention (and some happy hands) were on her radiant belly.  my sister's mother-in-law was there.  i played my nephew's drums for her, but i don't think she realized my performance was for her.  as for my niece, like the two cats, she preferred her own company, watching Top Designer and reading All Quiet On The Western Front.