All People by Jeff Bagato

All People

Bird lady poops,
the street gray under
her ass

all people—
saxophone and car
lock horns—
the street crosses you
back—
did that cabbie wave

course I’ve got a ticket,
looka—
see here—
I’m an old man—
my bench
now, got a
right
to sit
don’t I

over him:
never saw the flag
on that wall
before

outside—with air holes
to pass the wind

Jeff Bagato is a multi-media artist living near Washington, DC, Jeff Bagato produces poetry and prose as well as electronic music, and glitch video. Some of his poetry has appeared in Empty Mirror, Futures Trading, Otoliths, H&, Ex-Ex Lit, and Zoomoozophone Review. His published books include Savage Magic (poetry), Cthulhu Limericks (poetry), The Toothpick Fairy (fiction), and Computing Angels (fiction). A blog about his writing and publishing efforts can be found by clicking here…

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