Tuesday, April 05, 2016


From a Family

Wasn’t beating myself up thoroughly enough,
so became standup comedian. Masochism
runs deep in my family.   

Anyway, limited success. Emphasis on the limited.

So my agent wants to send me to Longshoremen

“Are you sure? My stuff is uppy-urban-neurotic.
They won’t relate.”

“They’ll love it!”

Not quite. But nobody yelled “Sit down, Faggot!”
Other things, yes.

I tried my slowest fuse one. A Revolutionary Act!
Blank, blank, blank reactions. Walls! But not hostility
of the murderous variety.

THEN! A wave of laughter. This after four, five beats.
Knocked me back! The whole place bloomed and
brightened! And, gave me something to play with from
then on.

“Like that one, hey? And not a whiff of sexual
violence...which is more than I can say about
My weird Uncle Ralph. He...”

My buddies now. If I walked the docks they’d
run out with thermos bottles. Coffee laced
with...God knows!

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