He's Walking All Over

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Don't believe him

mind the Easter basket.








Thanks, Mom.

A Country Song in Summer

The wind was tractor sounds,
and the bales.

Bales of hay drew us in
and rabbits became our prey.

Fateful afternoons spent
drawing hair to our cheeks
taking up razor blades and aftershave
from an old wooden armoire.

Ruby's coming down so get the kids away.

Once the pine trees gave me courage
enough to launch an arrow into the house
and the bees took it right up.

Corn for dinner and peas out back if you want them.

We're having corn for dinner
it's so hot got to keep it moving

A generator next door
lighting up the evening
and crickets in the garden.

Water in the air over the road
but it was dry, dry, dry.

I'd say wait for me tonight
let's all go down to the lake.

Those potatoes helped me sleep.

We kept a pond with frogs
and suffered loss through Breezy-May.

Her filly couldn't make it through
that summer.

© 2008, Jared Linzmeier

Glad

Saw Glasser the other night. I really enjoy her song, 'glad.' The next day at work I saw Matt from FOREIGN BORN (who also plays in a variety of bands, including Cameron's GLASSER) and introduced myself, exchanged a few hellos cools. He's a nice guy. Since then it's been a day or two of things going very well, sleeping in, food food food, coffee per usual, truck sales, Tattiya's brother George and his companion Monica visiting from S.F., paperwork... T.C.B. tcb

A Week Is What It Takes

They'll challenge his manhood
they'll flex
and even when the walks
to achieve movie status
are fragrantly full

even something like a bow
can only partially suffice
to capture the quaint starkness
of a shaved cheek
or the slushy washfulness
of summertimes sneaking out

some young notions
of how good growing can be.

Paletted across the push
of cash-in-hand
and talks down
talks meant to challenge
and slurs let loose,

even at the dinner table
even dancing away from
slubby tiptoes in the months,

humble hands one behind
the back the other and a neck
somberly down are achievements

achievements at changing
a marked number of things
and marking the success
one man or one woman
may pull in simply doing
what they do.

© 2008, Jared Linzmeier

Good Friday means wine, cheese, art, scooters, moped-crash delicious vegan tacos oh my oh my

Some good nights are made nearly fantastic by some bad or odd things.

oh my

Happy Foot

Got it on my way back today. That bodes well. Nice precursor to kitty-loaves at home and indicative of finding a coffee table.

Another lunch at Soy Cafe the other day with the hills and the water and discussions of what it is to be a man.

I'll be seeing you..

I'm going to Barnsdall

to seize the hour.




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