[1353] Things I miss the most

Guest poem submitted by Prashanth Pappu, <prashant@>:

I don't mind the quiet
Or the lonely nights
I don't miss the funky attitudes
And I don't miss the fights
I lie on the couch till suppertime
And hunker down and read the Post
And that's when I remember the things I miss the most:

The talk
The sex
Somebody to trust
The Audi TT
The house on the Vineyard
The house on the gulf coast
These are the things I miss the most

I kinda like frying up
My sad cuisine
Gettin' in bed and curling up with a girlie magazine
But sometimes in the corner of my eye
I see that adorable ghost
And then ba-boom I remember the things I miss the most

The talk
The sex
Somebody to trust
The comfy Eames chair
The good copper pans
The '54 Strat
These are the things I miss the most

I had a little birdy friend
By morning she was gone
Birdy good-bye
Birdy bye-bye

I'm learning how to meditate
So far so good
I'm building the Andrea Doria out of balsa wood
The days really don't last forever
But it's getting pretty damn close
And that's when I remember the things I miss the most:

The talk
The sex
Somebody to trust
The Audi TT
The house on the Vineyard
The house on the gulf coast
These are the things I miss the most.

	-- Steely Dan

The minstrels poem on September 16th ("Things I Didn't Know I Loved")
reminded me of this Steely Dan song from their new album ("Everything
Must Go"). I was a little unsure about sending in the lyrics of a Steely
Dan song. But then, I found two other songs by Steely Dan - "Charlie
Freak" (Poem #921) and "Chain Lighting" (Poem #965) on Minstrels.

Steely Dan's songs more often than not are misty stories of scheming
husbands ("Gaslighting Abbie"), divorcees ("Things I miss the most"),
stalkers ("Lunch with Gina") and voyeurs ("Cousin Dupree"). The lyrics
unapologetically twine the banal and the personal to create cheerless
imagery and are replete with dark humour, cryptic innuendo, verbal
sophism and even cheap wisecracks. The duo (Donald Fagen and Walter
Becker) of Steely Dan are themselves the epitome of unflappable cool,
the wisecracking losers who in spite of their affected stance endear
themselves to their fans because of the genuine lack of artifice in
their works.

Every new Steely Dan song is clinically dissected and examined by their
devoted minions at http://www.feverdreams.net

- Prashanth

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From: "Sierra, Herb " <Herb.Sierra@>

From: "Sierra, Herb " <Herb.Sierra@>

nicely written ... 

h e r b   s i e r r a 
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