Mr. Yeats Must Identify Nature I loved you there Like Adam loves Eve chewing your bubble gum and drinking cappuccino An unusual woman Dressed in infinite symbols You—created by some lonesome God for a no-symbols man with a pathology of desire I prattled aloud about passion past you Signifying my forever love You did […]
Cat Man I approached her like a cat, thinking only of sexual intercourse. Straw hair: It would do in the dark, as would her toes. I held my la Madeleine cup of coffee with cream, a symbol of my precious bodily fluids, wondering if I had the courage. Perhaps I was broken. I had […]
With Gustav Klimt on the Wall No. 10,000 she Was not psychologically sound And I spinned not In a poet’s gyre More like an electric dryer of clothes Or a washing machine cockeyed wet. This For my love. When politely she said Dissipate, Anyman. On dry wall the God.
The Irish Again Will Rule the World. I was 54 years old when I took to pissin’ in the bushes. The old bladder was dyin’. I was told that 49 was the mark. After that, it was don’t go far from the latrine, stay near a Jiffy-John, when outside and communing like Henry David […]
The girls at dupont circle. Their naked fingers taunting me like A plastic pot of 28 chocolate Chip cookies on sale at Harris Teeter for 3.99 I would crawl under their tables At the coffee shops To ask them out on lewd- and lascivious-filled dates I must find my spectacles The one […]
No Hanky-Panky in the Dude Dude Diner Goddess she chewed as goddesses chew 7 years ago an only-on-her-back first-time chemical virgin In the back seat of her daddy’s car In lovers lane Narrowly before a vigilant policeman with his Vigilant proud Billy Club arrives— Not Catholically unsexed by some Holy Holy Pope tho— Now […]