What I thought so unusual about today
I can't remember right now
but examining my pen I see where
the baby has left her teeth marks
maybe it was how sometimes firm
decisions are often overturned without
the slightest qualm or hesitation
or after a weekend of feeling like
the badly tuned image on a picture tube
(out of phase and shadowy)
all of a sudden I'm feeling great
and raring to go to town which I do
almost on the spur of the moment
and buy a notebook of the kind
I always thought too pretentious to own
it took me years to figure out what I was doing
(smoke exiting slowly from nostrils)
form came later and I had to sit for hours on end
pen poised
with not a jot to my name
if it hadn't been for the radio
I woulda been long gone gone