Forget the trees, history books... <br />Remember those dumb, wide-eyed looks... <br />And actions from more than a few <br />Of those you thought you damned-well knew: <br /> <br />My dentist, the gentlest of men on Earth, <br />Full of laughter, joking, barrel of mirth... <br />Wielded instruments like scythes and rakes. <br />Crinkled eyes became slitted, like snakes. <br /> <br />The supermarket stockboy, always nice... <br />When asked about broccoli, only twice... <br />Pointed in the vicinity of Cuba. <br />I got him back. I found them in Aruba. <br /> <br />From the Garbage Management's cheery sot: <br />'On the curb! By four thirty a.m.! On the dot! ' <br />How many animals got at it...tore? <br />Two mornings later...the garbage truck roars. <br /> <br />Been buying from a store since 20 A.D. <br />Then, identification they have to see. <br />'I left my dossier in my damned car <br />With the money...I'll be buying at a bar! ' <br /> <br />So, with cue stick and break, <br />Was feeling pretty smug. <br />Bought a round for my friends... <br />'You want a deposit on the mugs! ? ' <br /> <br />Some days, you don't win... <br />Some are just fate. <br />Don't sweat the small stuff... <br />Stay home. Bake a cake. <br /> <br />Cake? Another sad-ass story...<br /><br />elysabeth faslund<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/they-are-lurking-humor/
