TWO POEMS

tall boys

i am sitting in a coffee shop reading, convinced that i recognize someone sitting nearby

i wonder what her name is on twitter

last night i met a girl who looked familiar but maybe i just knew her from the internet

this coffee shop has a fireplace with real fire which surprises me

i am sitting next to it and the fire is making me feel sleepy

i decide to go get a 16oz red bull and a six pack of 16oz budweiser

i try and figure out 16 times 7 in my head 

i can't figure it out in my head

i google it: 112

i think about how tonight I will drink 112oz of liquid

i'm going to a party with a girl who is an acquaintance from the internet

i wonder distractedly what it would be like to work in an office everyday

i used to work in an office and i would hide in the bathroom or read articles on the internet

it was boring but okay

today it was supposed to be cold outside but it wasn't

it was nice

lung cancer

four pm and i am not wearing pants, lying in bed drinking whiskey
thinking "lung cancer lung cancer lung cancer"

my father is 67 and he is proud of having a full head of hair — 
what will he think when the drain in the tub is choking on clumps of his hair, 
still dark but lonesome in the night

my mother is 63 and she has a full body of health — 
she found my father choking on his own blood, 
dark and lonesome in the night

i am 23 and i am terrified and lonesome in the night

my father's father died of lung cancer 
(lung cancer lung cancer lung cancer) when my father was 53 
they cut him open and they told my father the tumor was the size of a watermelon

how big is my father's tumor? 

i remember being 9 and thinking about the size of a watermelon

a watermelon is very large

i lay back, finish the whiskey and spit out the seeds