Stress
Chin to chest hair
Stretched nape of neck
Taut like bagel skin
(and shiny, you suppose)
Onion pieces protrude
From fast filling temples
You boil
You boil
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Two Bagels, To Go
Sitting on my lap
single crease across its flap
Is a warm paper sack
that contains a double snack
I will take it to my girl
and the fold she will unfurl
There’s a cinnamon for she
and an onion one for me
21
10 2009
plagiarism
i’m stealing this poem from william butler yeats
he wrote this exact thing in eighteen ninety eight
he was all, flurbity blafferly smoo
just like i’m now writing balloobity clood
and he was like, hey, look at me, i’m a poet!
then he took a giant bite from a doughnut
i guess that’s the only place these poems conflict
unlike him i’m an onion bagel addict
19
10 2009
my tire, my onion bagel, my love
when you’re not round, i go nowhere
i’m flat and lifeless, needing air
when you’re not round, things feel so wrong all other shapes just don’t belong
when you’re not ’round, i’m out of whack so please be kind, and come right back
when you’re not round, things feel so wrong all other shapes just don’t belong
when you’re not ’round, i’m out of whack so please be kind, and come right back
17
10 2009
Charity
Some people on drugs get their brains all messed up
Some people on welfare get coins in their cup
Some people on short ends feel only defeat
Some people on hard times collapse in the street
If you care to rescue them from disarray, well – To start, you could offer them your onion bagel
If you care to rescue them from disarray, well – To start, you could offer them your onion bagel
