The mentions of “Amtrak” and “diskette” (8th and 18th lines respectively) are, like the poem itself, from a different era— the immediately post-911 era. (So feel free to read into these references from that vantage point.) So why am I publishing this poem now? I'm not certain... However, as of late Well Just Stay Cool has crept into my consciousness. Perhaps this is due to my feeling of professionally yearning for something “other” than where I am currently? Not sure. Regardless, enjoy.
Well Just Stay Cool
Mushroom or a pepper, Pate or some cheese? I look at them, they backup, I say now baby please! Well it's the same, Just in a different brain, WELL JUST STAY COOL, Amtrak still makes the train! Future poet, Novellist, Cruisin' for the thrill, Hawkin' favorite dollies, bustin' dollar bill, Skeezin' low, Placin' for the bet to go, WELL JUST STAY COOL, You'll get there, but it will be slow. PC or new console? Disketting the old cart. Our virtual sweet supper It's really our own heart, And it's OK, Many people think Lew's gay, WELL JUST STAY COOL, We can smile with them and get Unlimited play.