Tuesday, August 23, 2011

Let's Write A Song 2

Mama had a tramp stamp
And she passed it down to me
I used it to authenticate
My medical degree
Just a hint of the Harvard crest
Above the top of my bikini
Nonchalant I stuff the rest
And drive my Lamborghini
Well festooned with bumper stickers
And truck nuts swaying in the breeze
Cruising round in la la land
And parallel realities

ive got ink
got ink
got an inkling you'll remember me
ive got ink
and you think
i'm a member of the faculty?
ive got ink, yeah I've got ink
And I got that ink to challenge what you think.

Cause my mama was born down in the holler
But she wasn't the sort that was born to follow
And she pulled herself up from where she was from
Without forgetting who she was
Or being ashamed of what she'd done
So even though I never had to work harvesting the ramp
And went to all the finest schools
I got my own copy of the family tramp stamp
To help me remember you.

Wednesday, August 10, 2011

Life at 45

So I was in the middle of my pitch
To a group of investors
When I got your text
That you had struck out
With the bases loaded
To end
The game
And would I
Be working

But I was in the middle of my pitch
And it was for ten million dollars
So I ignored the text
And finished my pitch
And then took the investors out
For a drunken
Steak dinner.

In the morning
When I read the text
I felt bad
So I called in sick
And picked you up from school
And took you bowling.

We found an eight pound ball
In a manly royal blue
And you bowled a 54
And we laughed at the funny videos
That play
Whenever you get a split
Or a strike
Or a spare.

I bought you a hamburger
And I ate a hot dog
And we shared a plate of fries
With ketchup
And I hoped that this
Was the time
You would eventually

But the hamburger was spoiled
And you spent the evening
Throwing up and retching

So after I got done
Mopping the floor
And washing the sheets
And getting you
To sleep
I looked at my phone
And read the text
That despite the great pitch
And the wonderful opportunity
The investors
Had decided
To pass.

Some days
You just
Can't win
For losing
And sometimes
That's the way
Life is at 45.