Fitting Sewage Pipes in Phoenix
People doing the work are like thieves intent on stealing
other people’s valuables
When they are walking, they are walking intent on stealing,
and when they are sitting they are sitting intent on stealing
Journal entries fast as roadrunners,
Pass
as poem ships In the night
All I want is five grand for
my chapbook.
Four months
fitting sewage pipes
in Phoenix. Working graveyard to avoid
the heat.
Sleeping nine to five.
If the mentality that seeks honor
and advantage does not cease,
you will be ill at ease all your life
Four months
fitting sewage pipes
in Phoenix
Sleeping
nine to five
Journal entries
Fast as roadrunners,
Pass
as poem ships
In the night
Thanks to Ming-pen, Dogen and the concept of found poem.
Stretching South
We were sixteen and after dark anywhere
Rolled in mud patches of star nights I don’t
Remember talking about. Fridays often. Mostly Saturdays
Orange Julius when you got off was where I picked you up
Just to see your mouth was making love midnight planes
bumbling into SFX near Canada College, the roundabout
where we’d make out and watch. The deer, cricket
seesaw scintillation. Sparkling lights along the bay
Stretching south. All news all the time KCBS 7:40
Why the “f” would you ever wear a watch?
I grew to know every part of your body.
From every angle such only probably happens once.
Remember the ledge outside Ms Pink’s
office Woodside High school corridors
Their wax paper windows all pulled up?
We both had a free seventh. Heaven.
Could we kiss a hundred times
before the bell went off?
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