[lit-ideas] Poems, a penny each.
- From: "Mike Geary" <atlas@xxxxxxxxxxxxx>
- To: <lit-ideas@xxxxxxxxxxxxx>
- Date: Wed, 25 Apr 2007 18:11:05 -0500
1
"Christ," she said, "this place really sucks."
I shrugged. Did I look like big bucks?
"It's not as bad as being in Baghdad."
I said.
She scowled.
Humor's not allowed
when it comes to earning fucks,
which is what this job was all about.
But it was already obvious
that I'd be going home broke.
I shrugged. I didn't care,
I was used to hugging air.
2
When drinking with the boys,
arguments are toys
tossed and bossed around
it's really just the sound
of one's own voice
that's foist, reason be damned.
But when geeky Sean argued that Genghis Khan
was easily the most evil of men
ever to walk the sinful earth,
it caused a moment of hysterical mirth
that ended when Sean drew his pistol and blew
a hole in the wall the size of a cue
ball,
all
scattered --
not being as sure
as Sean was.
******
Mike Geary
Other related posts:
- » [lit-ideas] Poems, a penny each.
