Monday, March 9, 2009

Then you've seen me

Driving into Boulder, over the slope at Highway 36 from the scenic overlook, afternoon sun reflecting off the flat surfaces of the Flatirons to my left, a Springsteen song came on the radio.

Have you ever seen a one trick pony in the field so happy and free? If you've ever seen a one trick pony then you've seen me.

I'm not a radio listener. Classic CD's rule in the car, the iPod shuffle determines cardio rate on the elliptical.

Have you ever seen a one-legged dog making its way down the street? If you've ever seen a one-legged dog then you've seen me.

The lyrics Bruce half-spoke-half sang stopped time. Felt my heart rise and eyes focus on something but nothing in the distance, shutting out all distractions to hear even closer.

Have you ever seen a scarecrow filled with nothing but dust and wheat? If you've ever seen that scarecrow then you've seen me.

Something happens when we connect to words; in a blog, in a book, coming over the speakers.

Have you ever seen a one-armed man punching at nothing but the breeze? If you've ever seen a one-armed man then you've seen me.

Beauty and pathos, a few words strung together creating universal truth. A feeling we know, a place where we've sat and thought.

Have you ever seen a one-legged man trying to dance his way free? If you've ever seen a one-legged man then you've seen me.

The DJ (yep, some stations still have flesh-and-bone voices broadcasting live) told me the song is "The Wrestler" and from the movie of the same name. Deadline be damned, a day of hooky may be in order this week, just me and a bucket of corn in the dark.

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