i’m going to run out in my
’87 Camaro
to the video store

i want to rent a couple of tapes
perhaps an oliver gets stoned film

maybe i’ll stop by camelot and pick up the new prince and cure cassettes while i’m at it

i shouldn’t tempt myself
waldenbooks is right next door

i can’t forget to buy stamps and mail my letters

either way
i have to get back in time to watch
cheers
and thirtysomething

i’m turning my pager off
gonna get drunk on swing-top grolsch beer

i intend to fall asleep reading the new kurt vonnegut novel

my father’s family won’t believe my brother
is dying
of aids

i think the bengals are going all the way
to the superbowl this year