Far

Writing poems in the car
makes each line go far.

I Hate Nostalgia

Have I ever told you about how I hate nostalgia?
When I was a kid, everyone just focused on what was happening that day,
but right about the time I got to high school, everyone started talking about
how bad everything was getting,
and "this nation" this and "this nation" that.
It made me feel like I was about to enter the world
at the worst it had ever been.
It made me want to not grow up or bring children into this worst-ever world.
Because what would I tell them? About how it used to be better?
That's why I wish it was like when I was a kid,
when everyone just focused on what was happening that day.
I hate nostalgia.

Pictures in a Box

We found your pictures in a box.
After all, they were not lost.
Your bright red hair, your sweater vest–
it seems you saved your smile best.

Those You Forget

Those are the days you forget:

when you wake up and check what the rest of the world is doing

(the ones in the world that have a way to tell you),

then proceed to do what you need to do:

wash the clothes you'll need to wear,

cook the food you'll need to eat.

And those days we forget

keep us from going disheveled and hungry on the days we remember.

So lets not forget those who cannot remember

a day when they were well clothed and well fed.

For What It's Worth

"For what it's worth." What is it worth?
Think of today like a baby's birth
and when your baby marriage screams
when it should be cute and have sweet dreams,
just hold it like a tiny child
and don't let go. The ride is wild,
your fists will clench around your pride,
but let it go. Be groom and bride.
Your marriage will become your life
since that's how long you're man and wife.
This marriage will have a life of it's own,
as it comes to your lives as a babe to a home.
So care for it, swaddle it, teach it, and feed it.
Bring it to the doctor if it ever needs it.
And love your love's whole life on earth,
because that's what your marriage is worth.

But

Flying past the Super 8,
where we could stop if we were late,
but we aren't so, so we keep going,
but we could stop if it were snowing,
but the weather's actually hot,
but we could stop if it were not.

Enough Is Enough

We spend so much time working
to pay for things to take up the time we are not working.
In the free time we buy, we shop, we sort, we fix, we clean,
we use, we move, we dispose of, and finally we scream,
"Enough is enough!
Let's stop with the stuff!
Let's work for what's needed
and live just to love!"