HBCC Poetry Week Presents: "Cafe Con Price Check"

[Sometimes in life, you get a little sand in the proverbial buttcrack, at which point in time its best to just hit the showers, making sure to keep your eyes to yourself, and then the pool bar to get some fruity drinks with those little umbrellas in them. Life doesn't get much better, does it? Well, maybe if you're a NAS fan you're thinking, "Life's a beach and then you die." Sorry, I couldn't resist. WTF.

Let me just hold this conch shell up to your ear for a second. Hear that? Yes, that's the sound of life, luxury and freedom. That's the sound of cool cool waters and super fucking hot sand. That's the sound of men and women frolicking about with the smell of warm cocoa butter sun tan lotion hanging in the air. But most of all, that's the sound of gay beach afficianado DJ Tedward dropping in for what is the first ever guest post by someone we've never actually met in person. Ted, thanks. You're honorary member badge, decoder ring and information on the secret handshake are in the mail. Please, people, enjoy the magic:]

Cafe Con Price Check
rollerblades, sun tan lotion, beach towels galore
summer is gone but not once more
you can see the geese fly away so high
then i see children, away to school they cry

wonder do i put on some runnning shorts
away i fly cross mc carren park so high
kickball again, can't you people just get by
turkeys nest open on sunday nights, please come to tribeca
and leave me tips tonight

i've waken this day alone in my bed
shan't a woman invent something liken instead
soothing, warm, and fuzzy at once
ohh my child just cool breezin with jareau does feel nice
can't we play this record over again twice

the days get shorter and life does feel older
to the garden on manhattan does give me joy
i roll to the counter to see thine eye
she is pretty with long hair and swipes a bagel each time
cool mints for my mouth, lotions for my skin
when oh sweet lady will you bring me within

i see bob johnson in the distance alright!
doing some late night shopping in williamsburg tonight?
he does cry a great yelp through the aisles in his own right
grabs a six pack of coors light
i wonder why the cheeses and meats are of delight
why they are finely overpriced to ones mighty fright
- Ted