tit for tat
happy, apparently, trailing a stubby finger
down the stripes of berts front like its scissors
hunting for a nippletwo can play but context is all –
would you like to come upstairs?
will bert always route his selfpity through
ironys lonely spacey levels? where are the tapestries?a little inside trading later a little bubbly
in the bath & duckplay.
a damp hand on a soggy leg
cigars & seinfeld. theres gotto be less out there than this,
muppets who dont get to kiss, loaded, racking up timeshares
the metre running for joy.
plenty people broke their necks back then, & doctors werent just911 away, ernie pockets one of berts
objets dart wishing his pockets bigger, better.
an ipod world, everyones got old favourites even if
they werent born when recorded, & cable golddigger
films structure all ernies thought,he cant take his grin off.
