The pit of My Stomach

The pit of My Stomach

A Poem by J. Swaney
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The Pit Of My Stomach
J. Swaney
09/01/09

THEN

A younger and more impetuous man was I.
The pit a constant companion.

Would Dad be pissed?
What chores had I missed.

Could I pass the test?
Should I touch her breast?

Who would when the class election?
Would anyone notice my constant erection?

Was my hair just right?
Would I get in a fight?
Could I slip my hand in her panties tonight?



NOW

An older and more subdued Man am I.
The Pit shielded by 50 extra pounds.

Will I drink Bourbon or Gin?
When will my wife and I make love again?

Will the markets of stock go up or down?
My face is masked with a permanent frown.

I drink at home instead of a bar.
The insurance is do on the car

Will the president use his Veto.
I shouldn't have eaten that last burrito.
Running late but the news is on TiVo,

Sometimes I miss the pit of my stomach.

© 2009 J. Swaney


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Great write, It is alway's good to think of the past now and then the good and the bad, the old and the new.. Awesomely done

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J. Swaney
J. Swaney

Bowling Green, CA



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