local_library Zit-Geist

by David Horn

Published in Issue No. 3 ~ April, 1996

The kid at the counter
had a zit-geist on his face
and I thought….
“Oh, how clever I am.
Mixing McDonalds, Dermatology,
Hegelian philosophy, and Dialectics
in one short phrase. Maybe I’ll be a part
of the anti-thesis.”

Then again I’ll probably
just get the two cheeseburger special,
jump back into my car, and drive the along the long,
boring stretches of I-80.

States that sound and feel like yawning
as they roll and merge
Slowly and clumsily
Like fat, old lovers
Not interested in pleasure

I Can’t suppress the urge to become blank
Only to recognize yellow lines
And exit signs
The police cars I pass
Are blank also
And only yawn an Iowa
As I speed through

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Dave is very itchy and wonders if it is bath time. In his sixth year at Westminster College (PA) he hasn't caught the drift that studying is an important part of passing classes. Dave dreams of joining the drug-addled service sector one day and with an impending degree in English and sub-3.0 gpa he soon will realize his dreams. Dave thinks gangs dance before they fight (ala West Side Story) and wonders why Dukes of Hazzard is not in syndication. If Dave's mom calls you, tell her you don't know where he is. Better yet, tell her he's at the library.