When I am sitting at my desk and I have feelings It is like I am the lone passenger in a little boat On a sunny windy day. When we are lying down And we have good feelings it is a speedboat skipping Like a stone among the islands I feel we’re in. When we are sitting in bed at five a.m. talking the light On I don’t feel so good I feel like we’re on a ferry For another six hours going back and up and forth And down. At least it’s a boat. When I sit and talk to girls Someplace I feel like I’m in a maritime museum. When we walk together to the pool or park it’s like I’m rowing you across to Banff, and when I Take you in a car to your mother’s house, the Bay of Fundy. At work the coast guard, walking there the merchant Marine, me in my pea coat.
Having a child changes you. For example, A salmon's face extends forward, a giant underbite Emerging, and then there's the matter Hanging off their sides. I am proud to be An American. Also, I'm proud to be a Protestant, And wasn't whiteness a smart choice. When people complain to me about Spielberg's manipulative And frequent cutaways to children in danger— People being me—I remind them that sarcasm (Which does so well in the funnies) plays on television As arrogance. The point is to put a big-ass Unavoidable conflict, the kind metaphors with tools Such as hammer, wrench, or fire in them are usually used To illustrate how they turn us into material, Materiel, to put this conflict in front of an audience And present them with options. Suddenly I was able To notice that what attracted me most was to know When I actually needed to take care of someone.