She gave me a piece of her mind
The size of a square of toilet paper
I crumpled it in my pocket
And laughed sideways
A door slammed in my face
And kept echoing in every direction
For as we know
The past never knows where to sit
According to backward brains
That can only shift in reverse
Abraham Lincoln was a Greek communist
Who advocated the legalization of prostitution
And insisted the earth was square. However
What if a clock genuflects
With its right hand over the other
Because I am suddenly older than time?
Should I leap off a roof?
Or slump in the lap of bliss?
A decision worth pondering
Should also acknowledge
Summer is an expressway
And I need to count zeros
Instead of reminders
Of just how messy
The air can become
As the road folds into space |