So many cities.
In not so many years.
No father. Cancer.
Jobs. So many jobs.
Tried to do
as Dad did.
Fragmentary sentences
please me.
But sometimes
it is nice to have them
complete.
Rules. I like to know them
and follow them.
And I want them
to be better
and fewer
and less unevenly
enforced.
Please do not call me.
Sorry, that was not supposed
to have a period.
It was supposed to be a request
not to refer to me
as a libertarian.
You can call me, though.
I am a middle westerner
and I will apologize
and then listen
to what you
have to say.
I love idioms.
I love thinking
about love.
I love
the dog
and my
family.
I sometimes wax
cheesy. The cheese
makes my skis
stick to the snow
and I fall
on my face.
Little birds
charm me.
Large birds
make me feel
as large.
I heard once
that I should be
better. I do not
know exactly
what this means
but I try to be
anyway. I learned
about the complexity
of the issue
from a high school
history teacher.
Ms. Thompson,
thank you.
Roman Ryan 