we have everything and we have not
and some men do it in churches
and some men do it by tearing butt
in half
and some men do it in Palm Spring

little dark girl with
kind eyes
when it comes time to
use the knife
I won’t flinch and

I am a panther shut up and bellowi
cement walls, and I am angry at bl
evenings without ventilation
and I am angry with you, and it wi
like a rose

with an Apple Macintosh
you can’t run Radio Shack program
in its disc drive.
nor can a Commodore 64
drive read a file

I can remember starving in a
small room in a strange city
shades pulled down, listening to
classical music
I was young I was so young it hur

my father always said, “early to b
early to rise makes a man healthy,
and wise.”
it was lights out at 8 p.m. in our
and we were up at dawn to the smel

at one stage in my life
I met a man who claimed to have
visited Pound at St. Elizabeths.
then I met a woman who not only
claimed to have visited

washed—up, on shore, the old yello
out again
I write from the bed
as I did last
year.

dumb,
Jesus Christ,
some people are so dumb
you can hear them
splashing around

this one teaches
that one lives with his mother
and that one is supported by a red
with the brain of a gnat.
this one takes speed and has been