Friday, July 1, 2011

the stilted situations of traveling salesmen


tip me over with

she didn’t say

newspaper clipping of a Picasso

cat eating bird

raggedly triangle-pupiled

messed up over a chase

it wasn’t dig

ripped now flimsy

hip pocketed

it oughta be drugged

out

for the blocks it takes away

dimpled traces of hands

with fingertips sprouting flowers

at very last

goofy

vested with uninteresting earlobes

rattles back to fine

cries don’t suit

up

to gill-breathe forgives

lawn insects their splats

clogging the drains

never make it

to the ocean

your hat

please

jerk