03.24.10

first things first...happy birthday to Oscar Varona, a great fiction writer. the world doesn't know what it's missing, pal.

blonde at the bar

the blonde at the bar
is an ubiquitous creature

this blonde at the bar
is sucking on an aluminum beer bottle

she is singing the wrong words
to every song that comes
on the jukebox

shaking her ass and pointing
at her friend

i have a stomach ache
from the work week
and from bad mexican food

i haven’t written
a decent poem in months

right now i couldn’t care less
if i ever wrote another poem again

i want to tell the blonde this
and many other things
only she’d probably ask me
to buy her a beer first

beer costs
six dollars a bottle
in this joint

to hell with her

the world isn’t short
on blondes, i think

but i’m short on cash
until next wednesday.