SATURDAY AFTERNOON AT THE LAUNDROMAT
sitting at the neighborhood laundry
sipping on a diet coke
watching the world tumble
around the dryer
news from Iraq not good
the economy not good
as I watch a young girl in
yellow sweater and tight blue jeans
pass by on her way to the washer
not aware of the old man bent over the
change machine eying the middle-aged
woman [...]
Laundromat Prose Ditty
Roskos, laundry poet supreme, asked me for this. I had laundry poems in my notebooks, but lost the notebooks-even a poem bout Joe Salerno, my old friend, and how it was snowing a couple weeks after he died, and I was doing the laundry and I expected him to enter in a heavy [...]
Laundromats
poor people go to laundromats,
very rarely will you see rich people in laundromats,
rich people usually own their own washers and dryers;
and they can even
hire someone to do their laundry,
if they care to.
what kind of people go to laundromats?
well, all kinds really, but rarely the rich,
but all of them, with hardly any exceptions
are people who like [...]
Simple Sonnet on Terrorism
My name Osama Bama.
I’m not the Dalai Lama.
I come from Yokohama.
I live in Alabama.
I work at Panelrama.
I ride a purple llama.
I sleep in silk pajama.
I don’t eat pork or hama
or go to Bowl-a-rama.
I want to screw your mama,
so lock your doors tonight
and pray with all your might;
I hate Americana
and I’m spoiling for [...]
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