Saturday, February 20, 2010

poem of the day 02.20.10

the whistler

the woman at the front
of the bus
is talking on her phone

no, she is shouting to someone
on the other end

he’s no good

he’s a bastard

that fucking pussy bitch

it’s another faceless love gone wrong

before she got on the bus
there was a fat man
with a moustache like hitler’s
sitting in her seat

at every stop he whistled a few bars
of i song that i didn’t recognize

i thought that he was a pain in the ass

until her

…i need to recognize the good luck
when i have it

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