On this day
where we parade
the graduates mock
the lonely beret
my eyes all a stupor
my decisions unframed
no where to worship, this holiday
the commercial ending
the lion in zion
the ironic ion
the end of it all
my no nonsense ideal sensei
got taken away
a way a way
he got taken away from me
Andrew Borne is 2 Cups Poet 1 teaspoon Musician 1/4 teaspoon Salt 1/2 cup Absurdity 3/4 cup Chef 1 egg, beaten 2 1/3 cups Family Man. Mixed together and served raw. His column appears weekly in Oddball Magazine.
