Vocal For a Day

December 20, 2004

Prices could fall, they could give us a break
from tedium. They could pretend to go haywire
and get us loopy again. They could react diametrically
to what you have been feeling about him lately

sitting somewhere lost in a haze of bling bling talk.
Prices could get us talking about "puffins" again
like they were part of the establishment, going on
getting about, and not merely some code word for keeping wet

days on end by the laptop, frugal snow landing
outdoors. Some of these tropes are "cute" because they tend to "convert"
the necessity to speak into a vulgar, but charming, syllabary
for quicker downloads -- i.e. you don't have to "get it" to

go on. But there's nothing much else
to do. Prices just keep chewing up
the sidewalk, like a mouthwash that gets more effective with re-use,
the "slush pile" suggesting a wealth of unanswered literature.