OpenLinkNight: Halfway through the eye (of the needle)

sunrise from the road, Kentucky

 Two kids practice Shove-its in the parking lot
     of the local grocery store, gazelles bounding
     on the asphalt plains---
     ollie 360 powerslide---the wheels
     of their boards gRRRinding as they kick

When the security guard pops the lights
     of his blue Cavalier & they take off

I imagine him laughing bOIsterously
     at the two shadows receding
     through golden pools cast by streetlights

Powdered sugar from his 6-pack of doNUTs
     spraying from his lips, polka dotting
     the expanse of his girth---

Him scribbling volumInous reports in furious
     Bic pen, as epic as Homer's Odyssey
     casting himself as Ulysses

Tonight, getting home, excitedly explaining
     to his wife, with puffed chest & she
     having not seen such vigor from him in years,
     taking him to bed to put it to good use

"oh baby, you are so---"
     him guffawing, "Who's your daddy now?"

& she not caring---

     that he is thinking of long haired skate boarders,

     about the plates in the china cabinet clacking
      against each other in danger of chipping,

     Justin Bieber,

     that a particular spider in Singapore, castrates itself
     after mating to improve its survival chances

     or the need to wash his shirt before tomorrow

Tonight, she has her god, and he knows it---

But tomorrow, when he wakes
     the kids will still be skating & he
     just another that has forgotten
     what it is like.

Over at dVerse today, it is OpenLinkNight, hosted by the newly mended Hedgewitch---write something poetic, come join the party---the doors will be open at 3 pm.