FEEL SOMETHING AGAIN !
Admonishes a Kia Super Bowl ad worshipping : youth audacity +
reckless abandon Infact predicting their “coming” As if old people are
not audacious leaving this place in droves! Steve Tyler Leper-messiah
Drives a Kia around a track Morphing into rock divinity Now 20 plump
of lip Hard of glute + thigh Am I really writing about a Super Bowl ad?
Watched my first in its entirety last night Cherry pop +tequila chasers
Pretty-boy Brady all mine
Saw grown men reach out to touch the silver Lombardi Like the relic of
a saint Saint Hubris? How do grown men of the Abrahamic religions do
this? Idolatry by any other name Better to touch the bark of a healing tree or
the head of a baby Transform 2 point conversions into humility Hail Marys
into dignity Isn’t that what Roger (the Dodger) Staubach meant when he said:
I like having sex I just like having it with my wife
These same warriors cried as the trophy-god went by Some sobbing openly for
crippled future bodies And minds concussed into states of un-glory Men paid
more money than the GDP of certain countries The Kia commercial tells the
old man to: Feel Something Again! Hubris of another kind Do the youthful
jingoists think the old have stopped feeling? This is quite likely
Well just the opposite is true For beginning at 59 there is a sharpening of the
sense of smell as the other senses dwindle Who needs a sharpness of taste
touch or sight when that chair by a sunny window beckons? And the scent of
the hellhounds propels you to summon the courage you never had It wasn’t
courage propelling you to marry 3x or to have 7 babes It was unconsciousness
letting you think you chose!
Steve Tyler’s old face now craggy + hanging off of chiselled bones The steely
hooded eyes Speak volumes A worn cavern of experience The totality of:
Boy Man Senex The acceptance of the road’s end Now walking backward to
his beginning As my old mother has pointed out time+again: No more gurus
No lovers No teachers In the end time is simultaneous Embrace it
And yes zillion dollar Kia commercial unless one is comatose he or she will feel the
shutting down of circuitry Cell by cell And smell your youth festering Just as you
the scent of agey-mouldering One doesn’t become less One becomes more !
Hey there had be some prize for hauling your ass compass-less toward the non –
weight bearing shower Just go quietly +savour the four handed rub down
Winter 2018 ..in memory of Lee Atkins..the Plunging ACE..my 1st football hero..