Sunday, February 5, 2012

Bathroom Games

...Put on foggy glasses after a steamy hot shower, leave the bathroom, and pretend your vision is magically returning after a lifetime of near blindness.

...Flush the toilet and pee as fast as possible in hopes of finishing before the flush ends.

...Lather up a new bar of soap in the shower, toss it high, and attempt to grab it in mid air.

...See how many times you can brush your teeth before spitting, adding new toothpaste every thirty seconds.

Superbowl Resurrection

Sunday, July 4th, 2013. Super Bowl IVV. Denver Broncos 41, Green Bay Packers 39. 4th Quarter, one minute left, Green Bay’s ball on their own 35.

Aaron Rodgers rolls back to pass when he’s crushed by an unblocked linebacker blitzing hard from the backfield. Rodgers’ body bounces off the grass and lays still, neck bent awkwardly, arms laid out, toes twitching. The entire stadium goes silent. Millions of folks, glued to their televisions, hold their breath while sirens sound and trainers rush the field. Both teams take a knee. Teary eyed teammates link hands in prayer.

Then, slowly from the sidelines, Tim Tebow rises to his feet and removes his helmet. TV cameras take notice and focus in. The crowd begins to whisper and point. A sea of on-field doctors and trainers part a path for Tebow. Tebow walks up slowly and takes a knee by Rodgers. He places his hand on Rodgers forehead, closes his eyes, ignites the limp body back to life, helps Rodgers to his feet, dusts him off, and wishes him luck on the game winning drive, forever altering the course of human history.

Deck Repair at 60

Alone in the digger outback
At the end of Piper Hill Road
Crossed by vulture shadows
Mid-July
I balance precariously the 2 x 8 x 14 skirt board
On my knee
Twenty feet up the bent extension ladder
In my mouth a passel of sixteen-penny nails
Praying nothing shifts                                                   
                                            -Steiger


Untitled

Forget the books
She browses
I'd rather study
Which her sweater houses
                                      -Steiger

Elder haiku

both blamed each other
for not bringing
the lubricant
                      -Steiger

Bert J

forty years of buzz
turned his liver into was
                                        -Steiger