Two Poems

Where I Learned to Behave

about pronouncements and “stink of artifice” and being a child                      I was saying patting as Hitchcock a studio hand                      your arm to congratulate your “being                      a little drunk” and thought you’d sleeves not so that “your scent is still here in my place of recovery” like wheat durum of my mouth and condescension a sponge, that into not witness conversation for blips, the thrill of making                           you haven’t thought of sponges in                           terms of condescension                           you are invited                           turning or not Peopling Affection I am on my way to the hands-on museum the entire city’s wifi then our lunch gone right field                                     why, M LK learned, first, he’d died and why do I feel he coulda been no pour parler la bouche, pepper mint chewer friend happy to haunt        three. mints. You        said maybe on the way out        and here you are. You        are a good man. God        bless you brother. A happy        new year to you. Consider: Doublemint commercials ca. ’56 to ’03 having lost the trademark request ’04        the hetero pick        happy to haunt, not        fidgeting but interesting you        or otherwise annoyance at what is it