#30

High Alert

after barely escaping the draft,

after Nancy Walker stood up for TMS

 

Some are called to service. Those

in service are aspiring to be more. 

I’m unable to identify place meant

for my subconscious. I discover it

 

only when dreaming. I’m occasion-

ally called out, away from my count-

 

try for bounty. I can’t believe what

chanced there (once?). I’ll never for-

 

get how hard I had to try to forget. 

I was completely exposed, taking o-

 

orders, running around and around. 

All must have ID for idea of the id

 

is to identify. Mother is bountiful. M-

other has a lot to carry. Tags are vital. 

 

Mother is at high risk of having an @-

tack. All must subscribe. Mother knows

 

best. All must have ID. There’s no all-

alternative way of pricing. Tags are so

 

necessary. Mother will have to go thru

all the tags. There is no other way of i-

 

identifying a body. ID must be checked.  

The armed service scared me as a teen-

 

ager. WAR bits are unforgettable. There

were many public service announcements

 

for teenagers to join the service. I was

perspiring to be more. I found my self

 

in need. I wanted to run away to a safer

keep— another bounty country. I grew

 

up to serve. To make people feel secure. 

I must serve in the service industry. I deal

 

with the id. There is much distrust in the

unidentified. Mother has been on her feet

 

all day. Teenagers are set up. Put your best

foot forward. Teenagers must be served up

 

weapons to serve their bounty country. I

served alcohol without checking ID, then I

 

got served (citation) for attack of my bounty

country. Mother distrusts teenagers. Ill teens

 

were born ready to put their best foot forward. Mother is expecting a call. Some things

are unforgettable. I’m on call. I’m sweating. It never ends. I’m running around. I can’t

 

get the orders right. Mother can’t stop war - worrying. I’m in an endless battle providing

forgettable service. No body is getting what they ordered. It helps to drink on the job. E-

 

very one wants to know who’s in charge. Mother’s giving the brush-off. This ill career

creates drinking problems. Everyone wants to know who is in charge. The gun shot it’s

 

self. I could not help it. This isn’t what was

ordered. It’s cold. This isn’t what was order-

 

ed. All are walking out on me. Panic. That chef

in the cage. I’m sorry, but it had nothing to do

 

with me. It took a village. I was only serving to

do my part. I was (just) carrying out the orders. 

 

It’ll all be cleaned up. Don’t you go worry. Pick

up the tip. Do it right away. Don’t forget, please.

 

Bill isn’t right. Take it away. I must stay in my place

none can take away from me. Keep orange onstage.