Lifes Work

Letters To A Young Poet

Waking in the military

October 16, 2006 — Filed under: mypoems

Waking in the military I did not question how I got there The people around were friendly Girls and booze wondered the halls Friends had unknown faces and nonexistent pasts Everything changed when I said yes Yes to what? An athletic camp I thought A limo came and picked a few of us up The other guys had big duffle bags and we all our cell phones I didn’t even pack a bag and I tossed my phone in the car as if it would always be there The camp rolled by when I realized we were not going just for the day I had not bought any clothes with me,just the one on my back No one knew where I was going And everything went black Waking up I knew I lost my phone I wanted to escape How did I end up here? What was I told that would have led me? Panic took over and I saw a little mouse run across the floor And poof I was in New York It was sunny out and I was with Hana She was showing me a round and we went to a press conference or media happening It was held on the stairs of a building The stairs were long and wide, there was a grass border on one side The TV crews were at the bottom behind the yellow taped line And there was some dogs running up and down the grass hill Back and forth Each time they went, the people gathered to watch I walked over to get a closer look The dogs were chasing after a fluffy toy that a man was throwing for them But there was something else Down at the base of the hill there were mice They were chasing the dogs as best they could Up and down the hill I had some wine on the steps My kitchen appeared and one of the mice was in it Then I saw my bedroom wall and I knew it was finally over