Lovelorn Poet in Santa Fe, NM: s to the ni c to the er

s to the ni c to the er
Missed Connections from Santa Fe

It would not be the first time
i won the lottery.
I hold close the lessons learned
from being so careless.
I wish there was an easier way
to attain these nuggets of wisdom.
I wish i could erase all those
cringe inducing acts of selfishness
from my hard drive.
They keep me up at times
when i should be sleeping.
And the nightmares.
thank you for waking me up literally.
I am a very broken man.
I loved the pieces so much.
From the ones before you.
From your pieces.
I am humbled by the scope of your love,
by the way you conduct yourself and
bite your tongue
because i still am prone to instant fits of who gives a fuck.
I win the lottery.
Snicer is megabillions.
I am a poor example of refined man.
I want to kiss your mouth hard.
And feel you up.
And down.
I miss you.
Phase one complete.
For our life into eternity.
Human beings will find my love notes to you scratched into concrete
buried beneath 12000 years of life on earth.
I will try my hardest to make sure the translation goes something like, “you got it. haul it up.”

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So what is “snicer”? Or in this case “s to the ni c to the er”?  Mystery words are, well, mysterious, and I wanted to find out what this one meant. Google Translation couldn’t help me in identifying the language; a keyword search brought up a great many people with a last name match, verified it as the acronym for the State of Nebraska Information Center for Educational Resources, and a band called Snicers. While trolling YouTube I came across this video with the name in the title. It’s a group of people having a heated discussion in a language I couldn’t comprehend but despite the lack of understanding, I found it fascinating to listen to. The title is in Portuguese, “snicer fight between us” but the description of the video is Italian, “those lunatics in the park.” When I think about all the stories, photos, videos and effluvia floating throughout the Internet data-stream, I wonder, like our Santa Fe poet, how the archeologists of the future will respond. Will they understand something nicer about the snicer that is lost to me today?

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