BUK SAID TO JUST WRITE
Rain pounding against the roof
was 77 degrees today
Thunder and lightning
Just had coffee/ expresso
Wired have to be up early for
Wal-Mart delivery Some peanut butter, tea
and soup. Tried to fix the new record player
and failed. Will try again tomorrow
Have to line up the belt
Got a sneaky suspicion that this is refurbished
arm rest is broken the safety is off the cartridge
My luck 200 dollars down the drain
Still raining outside, not inside like before
4:07 a.m. and I’m trying to write a poem
Re-ordered my antacid meds
Bad heartburn and nausea
Buk said to just write
Listened to Elvis in Hollywood
28 alternative takes
For Elvis fans only
Got a package from Amazon today
Just answered a zillion e-mails
Probably be a zillion more by morning
Grew quiet outside, just a gentle
patter of raindrops
Buk said to just write
This speaks to me.
I remember you from the days of John M's Lost and Found Times and that era. I believe I put something of yours in my zine, The Fiction Review (if you keep such things in a box as I do), around 1990. I've always liked your stuff and remember it.