because it is their job for which
they are paid nothing every Friday afternoon.
-Billy Collins, "Monday"
I'm fine with these wages,
the gutter flower
and alley cat bonuses
I've been saving in the
401k Of The Imagination.
Keep your view of the
Champs-Élysées—
give me the edges
of Midwestern front lawns
which nobody
owns on the
far side of the walk.
Believe it or not,
Bumble Bee brand canned
chub mackerel
tastes pretty décente
both cold and hot—
The only thing which
stings a little
is having to buy
my fromages
stings a little
is having to buy
my fromages
in bricks—never wedges,
not even blocks.
