I actually liked this poem which does seem very much in the moment.
Sort of reminds me of the 'if you meet the Buddha on the road, kill
him!" school of Zen.
On Sep 29, 2008, at 12:43 PM, Al wrote:
Slept all night, tired like hell
Got up this morning and went to the gym
Felt really good, my legs were rested
Did lots of cardio, cranked the tunes.
Got some espresso at the bakery next door
buck-tooth bitch charged me too much.
Held my breath and paid the price
but I walked away gritting my teeth.
Took a shower, got dressed for work
Drove along watching the slow drivers
letting everyone cut ahead.
Wished I had a bazooka on my car.
Got to work, dumb big-titty hoes were coughing
Sick bitches best not sneeze on me
Sitting here waiting for the end of the day
Not feeling the enlightenment yet.