Amanda made me make one.
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Monday, March 29, 2010
Wednesday, March 24, 2010
Tuesday, March 23, 2010
Saturday, March 20, 2010
Bath Tub
She joked and played in the suds
Naked in the old claw foot bath tub
I laughed, shaving at the mirror
I liked her because she could make me laugh
Years later, she'd tell me,
"You were shaking your head left to right, with a
dumbfounded smile and said,
'I...love...you', and then left the room"
We had never said those words before
To anyone
The way I remembered it was
After I had grabbed a t-shirt from the bedroom, I came
back into the bathroom
And saw her perched on the side of the tub
Wide eyed
She said softly,
"I love you too"
David Mcwane
Hell To Mary
I was never very religious
So I didn't learn the rules of God
When to sit down
When to stand up
Which days you can eat
Which days you can't
I didn't even know why I owned church shoes when
I was young
I never who the hell David, Michael
And Peter were
David killed a giant monster with a slingshot right?
I knew that
"What was the bread again?"
"Jesus's body, his skin?"
"Gross"
"Why are we drinking juice in such a dramatic way?"
"We're pretending it's Jesus's blood?"
"Really? Gross"
"Why was the oversized organ the choice instrument?"
It all seemed creepy to me
But that didn't stop my parents from sending me to a
Religous camp
I still couldn't tell you which one
Catholic, Protestant, Jewish
They're all the same to me
It didn't matter, camp to me was...
Juice boxes, a bouncy ball and tug of war
There was one thing that camp had us do that
Always confused me
Before we went swimming, everyone would line up
Around the pool and say,
"Hell to Mary, Hell to Mary"
Then we could jump in and swim
I knew about there being a God
And a Jesus son guy, psst he's everywhere
Even a virgin Mary
They're on the front burner of religion
But weren't we supposed to like them?
Why were we condemning Mary to hell, I thought
But I really just wanted to jump in the pool
So, I'd screm loud, like everyone else
"Hell to Mary, Hell to Mary!"
Splash!
David Mcwane
Wednesday, March 17, 2010
Rhonda Update
Well, we may be done with chemo. The doctor told Rhonda that had to do x amount of treatments but they also say that she needs to do radiation for the extent of radiation. She has internal radiation coming up which she's pretty scared about. The first day she does it, they told her to expect to stay the whole day. She seems like she's starting to do a lot better. Suprisingly, she's at her best the day she does chemo. I guess it's the steroids.
Wednesday, March 3, 2010
money in the toilet
who do they think they are
to fill the urinal with coins,
when there are at least 3 homeless men outside?
do these men of money
demand that those in need must be humiliated
befoe the are given a pocketful of change?
I didn't like it
I wouldn't have it
I dove my hand into the urinal and took all the coins out
washed them in the sink
then dried them with folded paper towls
on my way out of the bar
I handed the coinage to three homeless men
who looked to be in their upper fifties
the men were much appreciative
they smiled lovingly and called me 'brother'
as I walked on home over the Longfellow Bridge feeling
my drunk
I listened to a crew boat coasting lightly atop the Charles River
and felt the warm breeze the Boston summers release
in my thoughts, I envisioned the men who had tossed the
coins in the toilet
and as I looked to where the lamp light of high
buildings reflected on the
ripples of the rower's small wakes
I thought of the men of money
I thought,
"you little bastards"
David McWane
to fill the urinal with coins,
when there are at least 3 homeless men outside?
do these men of money
demand that those in need must be humiliated
befoe the are given a pocketful of change?
I didn't like it
I wouldn't have it
I dove my hand into the urinal and took all the coins out
washed them in the sink
then dried them with folded paper towls
on my way out of the bar
I handed the coinage to three homeless men
who looked to be in their upper fifties
the men were much appreciative
they smiled lovingly and called me 'brother'
as I walked on home over the Longfellow Bridge feeling
my drunk
I listened to a crew boat coasting lightly atop the Charles River
and felt the warm breeze the Boston summers release
in my thoughts, I envisioned the men who had tossed the
coins in the toilet
and as I looked to where the lamp light of high
buildings reflected on the
ripples of the rower's small wakes
I thought of the men of money
I thought,
"you little bastards"
David McWane
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