Tunnels

The chewmack is fuzzy in the night air

Making you wonder

WTF is he talking about

It's just an earthworm chewing through the center screen

Soaking up the limelight

Asking it's fellow gypsies what to do

With the spots in the moon

It's not theirs to know

Nor desks to find

That study the night air

In a sea of elbows and socks

Whereabouts unknown

In cockle shells alive alive oh

That pierce downstream

Laying low their elbows in a raft

Gauging temperatures below I

Before flying and leaving

Those wastelands of the mind

That pickles the night air

Fowl as fox in a hornets nest

Yoweling for the cat to come in

Not listening to the change

As night flashes by

Purple mountains drink to stay warm

Serving beverage of nights past

Cracking the bottle, pour the wine

It's not me.  I'm still here

Callibrating the six and nine

For winter fest, summer is here

Right between the arrows

Of humankind and ashes

Not ours for the knowing

But passing days for discovering

Which way is that

And why is becoming

Fashioning the grade

The lights are out

Heroes want to know

The trays they're in

Is not just another school lunch

Boxes open shut case

There's laughter, but no one's there

A wiping nose, a tepid stream

Circles round you

When this become about me?

It always has been

Gone away

Bed waiting

Tunnels

Denis Streeter     5/12/23

Nursery rhyme

 

Strawberry rhubarb

Jumped in a jar

Little they know 

Didn't get far

Denis Streeter    4/23/22

Scotch Blue

The six pack looks like
A bottle of fine Scotch

Denis Streeter   12/29/21

a work pun

 I asked my lumber customer if he wanted a bag, then thought of this:

Q:  What do you call a small bag?

A:   A baguette.

He didn't get it.   Even when I explained how a cigarette is a small cigar.

He was in an all-business mood, so I shrugged my shoulders and let him move on.

 
Denis Streeter     12/22/21

Sarcasm equals

I love it when it's busy and no one gives me useful information.  I was trying to unlock something, and my coworker told me to use the unlocking tool in a way that is wrong.  Another told me to cut the tool open with scissors.  Not a chance.  Then the customer tells me it was a gift for his wife.  Shit.  I tell him he can swap it out.  He says can I get that gift wrapped?  I tell him it's not in the warranty and walk away.  Later I find out there is no way for us to unlock that.  It wouldn't have set off any alarms.  They are supposed to use pliers and a wrench to pry it open.  Happy Holidays.  

Denis Streeter   12/11/21

Work

It's a strange world
What do we become
At the end of the week we want to forget
All the unpleasantness
Watch tv
Like Abbot and Costello Meet Dr Jekyll and Mr Hyde
Aquaman
It's a waste of time
I could be doing something more productive like reading
But writing seems to do more
Of a chronicle
I'm not sure it makes me feel any better
It just makes me recognize more of what I'm feeling
Why I hate work
When I'm not at work, I think about going back to work
How will I deal with that
It's a matter of withstanding mental blows
From customers who smell blood and dare you to make mistakes
So they can punish you
It's true, most people are fine
Perhaps it's all in my mind, but I don't think so
Ultimately it comes down to yourself
How do you protect yourself
From being constantly watched for mistakes
Authority is basically made of stupid rules
Or demeaning principles
You are an actor
The world is watching
It's wearing you down
You need to recharge
How you recharge is up to you
Where will you go
What will you do
Is there prayer
Or Jesus
Or God
That will make everything better
Or just bearable enough
Perhaps it's observing enough
Where love breathes through
There's safe passage

Denis Streeter   9/11/21

Sawhorse

Customer:  I'm looking for a sawhorse
Me:  How much saw could a sawhorse saw if a sawhorse could cut saw.
Customer:  Laughs, then says "Huh?"
Me:  No answer.  It doesn't make sense and I'm not sure it's funny.
Me:  I direct him to tools.

Denis Streeter   9/2/21