this is a comfort poem. this poem is a big fluffy down pillow a cup of hot tea it is nature sounds blending into thelonious monk plunking peacefully it is specifically designed to keep yr head above water and yr feet on the ground it is chicken soup homemade with big ol’ thick-ass dumplings it is that tax refund you forgot about arriving on the day rent’s due it is not just for you but also for you alone it is the welcome mat at home that u wipe yr feet on it is yr favorite song played on the radio during bumper to bumper traffic on the 101 it is how it looks when u close yr eyes and how it feels when u breathe deep it is a prayer whispered in the tongue of yr choosing it is a perspective-shifting story that yr grandma told u it is the fusion of tough love and enough hugs to get u over. this is the word benign and all that it means it’s the snooze button granting u just nine more minutes it is the minute possibility made manifest it is now i lay me down to rest and all that it entails. it is the movie you’ve watched at least 98 times like yr reciting every line because it makes u feel better. this is a real letter from a real person that starts out “dear you” written in real cursive this is the curse word u yell out just because u need to vent this is cross ventilation in a room with no air this is yr best friend brushing yr hair this is me writing this poem because i care. this is a comfort poem. it is three little birds singing everyt’ing gon’ be alright, chile it’s a wild smile from a mischeivous toddler it’s a tall glass of o.j. with a smidgen of vodka or the smells of a holiday kitchen. it’s a loved one at the gate when u get off the plane it’s laughing so damn loud that folks think yr insane it’s the first time your first love first mentioned yr first name it’s a salve for the pain in times of duress this is written relief for times of yr stress. and yes... this is your comfort poem.
(c) Ratpack Slim/Rob Sturma 2002
----- Ratpack Slim is the superhero, Rob Sturma is the mild mannered reporter. Slim's been rocking mics on the Los Angeles poetry scene for a few years now, sharing stages with luminaries like Talaam Acey, Jerry Quickley, Sekou Tha Misfit, and too many more to mention. Peace to Mom and Dad for the gift of gab, and Okayplayer for helping nurture it. (ratpackslim@hotmail.com)
----- "You Sensitive Bastard", Rob Sturma's latest book of poems, is available directly from the author. It's a pretty book with a real ISBN number and everything.