why do so many poets
want to put a bullet through beauty?
just sitting here is enough
in an apartment
with people above and below
housing beauty, I tell you.
they live, breathe, eat
and defecate and maybe
altho' I haven't heard or seen
much of it: fuck.
beautiful. all beautiful,
just sitting here, watching
the harbour, thinking of where I am
and where I've been, and knowing
it's all Art.
in the car he tells me
those billboards are dangerous out there
they need to be moved
I say, yeah, but have you
seen that one on the
back of the bus
they should be banned
damn near crashed the car
the other day
what was it?
lingerie - but I mean
you could see a lot
really, wow,
you must have a fetish then …
nah, I think it's the new lenses -
for 4-5 years I couldn't see a
thing, now I see it all:
cleavage lines, the works …
well, you'd better get used to it, then
who ever said a little reality was bad for a poet.