poem of the day 11.10.10

him

they ask me
what’s with him
i tell them that i don’t know
they say he’s
curt and ignorant
i tell them to go home
and drink him off
but they do not understand
they have families
and television to watch
sex in the city movies
toy story 1,2, and 3
the local public house
is not their answer for him
the public house
is never the answer for most
they ask me
for an answer
but what can i do about him?
my hands are tied
just like theirs
i tell them that
we are all impotent
when it comes to him
that is an unsatisfactory answer
in an unsatisfactory world
they tell me
that they don’t know
how much longer they can
put up with him
they say that they are
getting ready to make a move
but i know that they
are full of shit
the economy is bad
i know that they’ll be here
until they die or retire
just like him

and most probably
me