Rocket Science Red contest entry.

"I said 'lunch,' not 'launch!'"

"I'm sorry I pressed the wrong button, but I don't see what the problem is…"

"The problem is that we're blasting off into outer space with little more than the shirts on our backs!"

"The shirts on our backs and five cases of Caldwell's Rocket Science proprietary red…"

"Really? Well then…we might as well make the best of things. I'm sure it pairs well with freeze-dried ice cream. Pass me a packet of neapolitan."

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Contest here: http://rocketsciencewine.com/contest/2010/

I had a friend named Steve

once upon those times.

I don't know what happened to him
I can read his handwriting
in my old notebooks
I know him, sure
I could find him in minutes
but did he ever consider me friend
did he ever know
I kissed his girlfriend
did he ever know
I envied his talent
on page
canvas
word
Steve
I once loved you like brother
and today
I don't know where you are

for better
for rotten

I hope you're well
with all my being

Identity

Do you ever think you're someone, but it turns out that you're someone else?

Do you ever wonder who people think you are?

Do you ever wonder why people think you're someone other than the person you are? Or have always been?

Do you ever wonder if you can hold it all together?

I do.