2 PoemsGoodbye forever to skin irritation
My belly has four full
walls of TV, all these
free chemical gifts.To avoid syndication I read
my trustful friends’ poems from
little books. Theylike to create new
Preamble
crab dishes and dance and
sing about crabs.
An abandonment I had
depended on recently
became uninteresting.
I can’t find my breadbook and have no
desire to blame him. To dohim justice, we did share
a Coke and a Bounty
Bar; the sugar
just ran out.