I thought of Bob when I found out I was going
to see my cousin Dan tie the knot in Cleveland
last summer. The young guests at a young wedding
have a responsibility to get drunk and make mistakes.
A way of ensuring that the happy couple hasn't.
Remember when we took the road to trip to Skidmore
for the comedy festival? Daniel and I were raring to go
(bemusedly you noted) although he knew the way and I
didn't, and when Kat bit me on the chin at the party after
the show, even though I liked it, I panicked and spent
the rest of the weekend wondering what went wrong.
It was not gonna be like that this time. I was gonna
dress New York City like Cleveland had never
seen and there was no way I was not gonna get laid!
Pass the word, the chicks are back! The chicks
are back, yeah, the chicks are back! Bob says,
yeah, and even through my I-don't-use-that-word-
to-talk-about-women righteousness, I was right
there with him, even though there was only
one woman at the ceremony I thought was cute,
and she already had a date. There was a party
later, and I was going with my cousin, Lauren, and
who knew who was going to be there?
And at the reception dinner, I sat with my
brothers, didn't talk to anyone, played
the piano quietly and alone in the lobby of the
country club event hall, and fell asleep in my
hotel room waiting for Lauren
to text me--she never did--while chatting
on OkCupid with a girl from Long Island who told me,
ur hott i feel bad for tall girls who want u
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People Are What They Do and Make, and What They Do and Make Is Themselves, As Well
Watch me now, falling for someone who kicked
me out of her bed, which was the smart thing,
on her part, to do, in the middle of our first date--and
overthinking at every step. There's no shame in
not being a dude, so why do I keep trying?
But, then, there's no reason not to look at Bob's face,
or Joanna's, no matter how they pose,
because, remember, we also have faces, and we're trying
to make some noise in the world, too.
maybe it's wrong, but i laughed out loud reading the first poem, because the timing is perfect; even when in real life i know you may be sad sometimes you are connected with the divine truth which sends its smile into radiant infinity. i love you
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