Artist friend of mine works part-time at a store that sells
Red Rooster pills to any guy who thinks he needs
a “male sexual performance booster” or any gal who
wants a 60-tab bottle of that reliable blend of proven
Is it really warranted, for you to bring a gun to New York,
city of high achievement? Thoughtless we both stood,
me, trying to talk you down from taking an overdose
of cerulean powder, you, intent on ingesting a headlamp
so you could witness the inner beatings of your gut.
So much goes on without it baffles
every time I begin. I read, I go walking.
I take long routes past the elementary school,
the fidgety, nebulous line at the crosswalk
and the swingsets quaking and singing.