{"id":14760,"date":"2023-06-13T07:52:22","date_gmt":"2023-06-13T05:52:22","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/?p=14760"},"modified":"2023-06-12T23:59:20","modified_gmt":"2023-06-12T21:59:20","slug":"poems-by-todd-matson","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/?p=14760","title":{"rendered":"poems by Todd Matson"},"content":{"rendered":"<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>God in Dog Years<\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">the dog died<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">at the bottom of<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">the stairs at 91 in<!--more--><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">dog years when the<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">boy was 11 in people<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">years after boy and dog<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">enjoyed countless days of<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">fun in the sun together, after<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">dog taught boy the meaning of<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">friendship, loyalty, sacrifice, love,<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">after reincarnating herself in the<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">puppies of a half dozen litters,<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">after boy realized that DOG<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">spelled backward is GOD,<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">she died, and that very<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">night, the boy saw<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">her constellation<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">in the stars<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><strong>Unholy Trinity<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>\u201cI have to get out of here!\u201d Id said to Ego.\u00a0 \u201cThere<\/p>\n<p>is just so much to see, hear, smell, taste, touch!\u201d<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>\u201cNot so fast,\u201d Ego said to Id.\u00a0 \u201cIt\u2019s not that simple, Id.<\/p>\n<p>It\u2019s not that you\u2019re wrong.\u00a0 It\u2019s that everything has<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>consequences.\u201d\u00a0 \u201cI\u2019m gone!\u201d Id said to Ego.\u00a0 \u201cYou\u2019re<\/p>\n<p>mine!\u201d Superego said to Id.\u00a0 \u201cAlready have your foreskin!<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Coming for what you have left!\u201d\u00a0 \u201cSlow down,\u201d Ego<\/p>\n<p>said to Superego.\u00a0 \u201cLeave Id to me.\u00a0 I\u2019ll take care of Id.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Id is naive.\u00a0 Id is impulsive.\u00a0 Id is a child.\u00a0 Id wants, Id<\/p>\n<p>needs, Id demands.\u00a0 Id lives in darkness.\u00a0 Id is not bad.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Id merely needs to be tamed by the light.\u00a0 Id simply does<\/p>\n<p>not know what is best for Id,\u201d Ego said to Superego.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>\u201cVery well then,\u201d Superego said to Ego.\u00a0 \u201cDo it your<\/p>\n<p>way, but if Id runs wild, Id is mine!\u201d\u00a0 \u201cYou can come<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>out now,\u201d Ego said to Id.\u00a0 \u201cListen Id, I like you.\u00a0 You<\/p>\n<p>can be really fun.\u00a0 Don\u2019t know what I\u2019d do without you,<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Id, but whatever you do, please don\u2019t do it, Id, without<\/p>\n<p>consulting me first.\u00a0 Superego has it in for you, Id.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Superego has a scalpel with your name on it, Id.\u00a0 I know<\/p>\n<p>it sounds crazy, Id, as old school as Superego may be,<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>believe it or not, I\u2019d swear Superego loves you.<\/p>\n<p>Loves you, Id!\u00a0 Just doesn\u2019t know how to show it.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><strong>Ghostly Feast<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>As often as leap year babies are born<\/p>\n<p>the ghostly feast is prepared by phantom<\/p>\n<p>gourmet chefs of the billionaire class \u2013<\/p>\n<p>Americanized oligarchs promising \u201ctrickle down\u201d<\/p>\n<p>to everyone lower on the food chain,<\/p>\n<p>famished and craving the morsels and crumbs<\/p>\n<p>prophesied to fall from the banquet table<\/p>\n<p>to all salivating for the lowest hanging fruit,<\/p>\n<p>utterly ravenous to devour the red meat,<\/p>\n<p>ever forgetting the Russian proverb: Free<\/p>\n<p>cheese can be found only in a mousetrap.<\/p>\n<p>When will we learn that lunch is never free?<\/p>\n<p>For we are but prey for wealthy cannibals<\/p>\n<p>preparing spectral feasts as mere bait for the<\/p>\n<p>true feast of which we are the main course.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>The Tale-Tell Toilet<\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">The cartoon<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">was the brainchild.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">It was always, only the<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">cartoon that inspired the<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">motive.\u00a0 Is that not enough of<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">an alibi for an innocent four-year-old?<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">The perfume bottle was a spitting image<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">of the flasks the mad scientist used to brew<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">the bubbling concoction.\u00a0 It was never about the<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">perfume.\u00a0 It was about the flask.\u00a0 The four-year-old boy<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">simply needed the flask to self-actualize as the mad scientist,<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">to stealthily gather and contain all the mysterious liquids and powers<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">from the bathroom and kitchen to brew the foaming concoction that would<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">change the fate of the world.\u00a0 It was never about the perfume.\u00a0 The perfume was<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">flushed by the little boy. The perfume was no more. That was before the interrogations<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">began, with the usual suspects \u2013 his older sisters who insisted they did not know the<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">whereabouts of mom\u2019s perfume.\u00a0 Of course, mom was quite the sleuth, a real<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">sleuthhound, a veritable bloodhound of a mom.\u00a0 Have you ever been<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">brought in for questioning by a sleuthmom?\u00a0 She turned her eye,<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">her nose, to little four-year-old me.\u00a0 She brought me into the<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">bathroom for questioning.\u00a0 \u201cWhat have you done with my<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">perfume?\u201d\u00a0 I only remember my heart racing, pounding,<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">sweat pouring like rank perfume from my clammy<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">flesh.\u00a0 \u201cNothing,\u201d I choked out.\u00a0 That is when<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">she pointed, as if in slow motion, to the<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">toilet: \u201cHow can you be so innocent<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">when that toilet has never<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">smelled so good?\u201d<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>God in Dog Years the dog died at the bottom of the stairs at 91 in<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[1644,77],"tags":[1645,1123,1647],"class_list":["post-14760","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-egophobia-76","category-english","tag-egophobia-76","tag-english","tag-todd-matson"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p6DakB-3Q4","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/14760","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=14760"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/14760\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":14761,"href":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/14760\/revisions\/14761"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=14760"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=14760"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=14760"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}