Seventieth Entry

I will be reading at the Cornelia Street Reading Series this coming Tuesday, the 25th. I will be selling copies of my new chapbook, based almost entirely on NaPoWriMo poetry. Consider myself warned.

Here's my poem:

TERRIFIC

I briefly enjoyed Philadelphia:
obnoxious South street smells,
small armies of cops, love
is a ratio here. I begin to classify
various types of mammals I can see
from my girlfriend(?)'s roof. I love
the way she walks down the street,
preparing to yell at me. The air
tackles me like a warm wrestler.
I think I hear the liberty bell
being struck. It is actually someone
being shot. It is not me. I grab you
in your sleep and you grab me in mine,
and we try and pull each other out of there.