Don't

Unless you really want to
Hide it. No one understands anything

Reasonable. I'll tell you a story
About your parents. They didn't used to

Know each other. It might have happened
Very quickly. Bodies work like that

And you look just like in the pictures,
Surrounded by so much collected junk

You didn't make yourself. The train set
Doesn't work. Even the price tags

Are left on the cars. Fifty cents or
Three for a dollar. The worthless is

Worth nothing to anyone else.
So are you a mail order bride or

Just glass packed in styrofoam?
I worry sometimes. And by the way, you

Have a tail right now and someone's
Pulling. Have you emerged from

The sentiments? I see you practicing
Your R's. In café society they'd call you

Promising. A mispronounced lollapalooza
In customs. Tried as a spy and failed

Since you got fingered. That's you,
Absolutely. Give or take ten pounds.


 

Georgic

Fuck that. I want to sweep away
Well. Foul the erotic mansion.
Unfortunately the effort proves me

Insufficiently angry, and in love.
I'm disappointed the fact requires
An excess of this sort of work.

My behavior is not who I am.
I intend this as an accusation
That you are depressing.

At some point my references
For the future of things turned out
To have already happened. I won

The twentieth century. Got out past
Cleaning up. I am a conversationalist.