Human Thing

Sit, I have words to say to you that I
have not thought of as of yet, have patience.
I so want to say things I have not
had on my mind, but for the life of me,
I'm a gypsy.  See, I don't know why I
said that. I had my brain turned off.

Hey! Do not go anywhere, sit.

My mother's maiden name is Arabic.  My father's
name has something to do with gardening.
Shortly after I was born someone shot Kennedy
and The Beatles crossed over the ocean.  Armstrong
had not yet set foot on the moon.  But news is wasted
on the young.  Now all I do is read the news.
(I am assuming you want to know everything
about me.  So if this becomes too much information
just tell me and I'll take it all back)

Some while ago you wanted to know more about me, so...

Confession:  once I newspaper slapped a man
on his head then I ran.  He had his back turned.
I had aimed to obtain spontaneity, unpredictability
and freedom, but in looking back, where was the new
strange thing done?  This attack, though striking and stunning,
was at best a crude illustration of just about all that I am.
Nothing transcended there, but the coupons from that paper
came in handy.

Please, stop acting like this is killing you.

And this might sound odd but I enjoy waiting.
I have been training for it all my life.
You should see me wait in traffic. I'm great.
(Oh, and I do a mean impression of Elvis waiting
for a kettle to boil, I don't think anybody does that)
So you can imagine my chagrin at finding out that
I will have to wait til waiting becomes a "recognized sport"
--that's what the man said--before I can take home gold
for the U.S. Olympic waiting team, if there ever is a team.

I promise this will be over soon, you worry too much.

I am also interested in good uncomplicated human things
that do not get in the way of my obsessing over joy.  Yet, I
have been known to let other people confound this thought.
(Again, if this becomes too much information just tell me)
I realize that I don't have to enjoy life; it was thrust upon me.
Yet, I like it.
I understand that all things are not made of gold.  Much of life
remains un-pawnable.  And I also understand that I may never
get to be emperor, darn it, of all the American continent
and parts of Nevada.  I'm fine with that. That's not what I
was thinking about anyway, I just said that.
And "I Feel Fine," I think the Beatles said that.

Alright, get up, you can "Go Now,"
I think the Moody Blues said that.

Reviews

[Alex Annesty]

I really like this.

I'm picking up on a couple of minor points, because I think this is a good piece, not because I want to knock it.

There are a couple of spelling mistakes: stricking / striking and till / til.

The Beatles reference looks like it's misquoted deliberately, but I wasn't sure. Did you mean 'Fell', 'Felt', or 'Feel'?

I hope you don't mind me picking at your writing, but it's only because it really caught my attention and I like it.