seven degrees of separation
seven degrees colder than I would be comfortable
seven degrees warmer than I would be dead
with seventh degree burns in my head
six degrees long, six degrees wide
five degrees off the coast of the island
four degrees, funny, I thought it was two
three degrees between me and you
and one degree left over
seven times the weight of this man
rests on his watch on top of his heart
one times two times six episodes
of something he's already seen
and already deleted
three hundred and sixty degrees
five fourty, one eighty
and ten feet beneath
everywhere the land around me
in sinking and taking my feet
nine degrees out in the snow
five degrees warmer, Lee Dungarees
tears up the buttocks and grass stained knees
I'm not sure I know the math
fifty five, five hundred plus
a million degrees, 10 million degrees
I love you and I am not sure why
I love you and I'll always love you
to zero degrees
Friday, October 23, 2009
a lot of lost friends at my dinner table
a lot of lost friends find their way to the dinner table
at first no one's brave enough to break the silence
but after a while I do what my mother taught me
and offer them something to eat
after the appetizer we're all a small talking
which is just fine for the delayed acquaintances
the main course comes out and the main course is gone
and their mouths are now empty and their stomachs are full
I say we all remember the past
and what we all did and what we did not
but in lue of the feelings i once held so strong
let's just just move on
let's forget and forgive and move on
a lot of lost friends all around my great dinner table
large lonely eyes that I've missed for so long
behind some closed door is a U-haul of memories
that I must let be bygone
pass the desert and pass the coffee
and pass the wine and we're talking and staying up late
for all my friends are to grown up now
to stay for the night
and one by one they all leave to drive home
and the best ones there stay the longest
I know that I'll probably never see them again
again I know I won't
at first no one's brave enough to break the silence
but after a while I do what my mother taught me
and offer them something to eat
after the appetizer we're all a small talking
which is just fine for the delayed acquaintances
the main course comes out and the main course is gone
and their mouths are now empty and their stomachs are full
I say we all remember the past
and what we all did and what we did not
but in lue of the feelings i once held so strong
let's just just move on
let's forget and forgive and move on
a lot of lost friends all around my great dinner table
large lonely eyes that I've missed for so long
behind some closed door is a U-haul of memories
that I must let be bygone
pass the desert and pass the coffee
and pass the wine and we're talking and staying up late
for all my friends are to grown up now
to stay for the night
and one by one they all leave to drive home
and the best ones there stay the longest
I know that I'll probably never see them again
again I know I won't
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