Archive for January, 2009
Green Onion Bagel (IV)
It snatched its
Sierra Club handbag
Hopped in its
hybrid two-door
And drove the delicatessen’s recyclables to the center
And drove the delicatessen’s recyclables to the center
29
01 2009
Green Onion Bagel (III)
I remember
that day that
I finally
heard the words
Grandson,
I believe
you are old enough
to help
Beaming at the boiling water below, I imagined bragging and boasting the other boys would be so impressed
But when I grabbed that golden ring, offered it for inspection I only heard No! Oh no! That one isn’t ready yet
And I knew neither was I
Beaming at the boiling water below, I imagined bragging and boasting the other boys would be so impressed
But when I grabbed that golden ring, offered it for inspection I only heard No! Oh no! That one isn’t ready yet
And I knew neither was I
28
01 2009
Green Onion Bagel (II)
Buried at the bottom
of the bin
it waits
watching
bagel after bagel
(after bagel)
chosen above,
clutched to chests,
cherished, chewed
loved
like it longs to be
and it wonders
What makes those guys so goddamned special?
and it wonders
What makes those guys so goddamned special?
27
01 2009
Enlightening the World, One Bite at a Time
This bagel sitting before me,
is better than I’ll ever be;
For I’m a statue, so lazy,
just watching refuse on TV;
Yet it smells sweet and oniony,
and offers up this guarantee:
“Bring to me all your hungry, your twisted tummies too achy; I lift my lamp for these to see a tasty way to set thee free!”
“Bring to me all your hungry, your twisted tummies too achy; I lift my lamp for these to see a tasty way to set thee free!”
25
01 2009
On Being Pungent
I’ve seen them staring
sideways and shifty
eyelids aflutter, thinking
I’d better be subtle
but it’s too late
for the flare of their nostrils
betrays them
What is that smell?
they wonder and
their wandering eyes
inevitably fall
to me
I’ve seen d-i-s-g-u-s-t written upon their faces but I can read between the lines I know those looks are not for me but for their friends for the others for the public for a-p-p-e-a-r-a-n-c-e-s
For when they draw closed their kitchen drapes these puritanical politicians these religiously righteous refusers s-t-o-p turning up their noses — they come in close breathe in deep and taste I’ve seen them do it I’ve seen them all
I’ve seen d-i-s-g-u-s-t written upon their faces but I can read between the lines I know those looks are not for me but for their friends for the others for the public for a-p-p-e-a-r-a-n-c-e-s
For when they draw closed their kitchen drapes these puritanical politicians these religiously righteous refusers s-t-o-p turning up their noses — they come in close breathe in deep and taste I’ve seen them do it I’ve seen them all
23
01 2009
An Easy Choice
encircling the Rock
making Paper crumby
Scissors gumming over
Onion Bagel bests all
Onion Bagel bests all
