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Listening in Braille

Bruce Matteson

How do I know if I am different, if I can only be me
Maybe you too have fallen and still
Can’t find the bottom
Maybe you too, actually, if the truth be known....jumped
And still can’t admit to yourself
That you are more self destructive than stupid
Maybe your bizzaro Mel Brooks behavior
Is just your version of wrapping one arm around your own throat,
Pointing a cocked finger at your own head and snarling
“Nobody move or the moron gets it”
While the crowd collectively shakes its head and murmurs,
“We might as well move on, it doesn’t look like this one is ever going to get it...”
I climbed the mountain and I still don’t know what the yogi was talking about,
When I went down on the field with the Billy Graham volunteer to meet God ,
They just tried to sell me books (apparently about someone who actually had), ditto
For the El Ron devotee on the streets of Portland and ditto
For Cal State Fullerton but bless the US Army for
They turned me on to film, first
How to clean my rifle then
How they straightened out the Mighty Mississippi and
My favorite, a love story about a broken hearted German Sheppard
Who loved a naked girl who loved her pet eel more... after which,
They turned me loose in Bangkok, hungry for culture; penicillin, to name names and,
I have loved theater ever since
So what? The jokes on me? That’s supposed to be funny?
Are we to forget the values and institutions that I have stood in awe of since birth
Does the specter of America, bathed in the golden glow of the sunshine pouring from the heart of Jesus
(Particularly stunning on velvet, I must say)
Exist only to set up the simple minded for the most important life lesson of all
You had best do unto others, before they do unto you......
Thank you Uncle Sammy, I knew I could count on you, are we done here
Mind if I jump now, or would you prefer that I appear to stumble...

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