Goodreads
del.icio.us
My girlfriend
and my publisher,
which one
do I delete first?
A computer still has porn in it
And the t.v. has a netflix movie leftover
The dealers are back out on market street —
I return to last night's desk
And its strategic battlefield
Of a vicious circle.
The itty-bitty roach runs up my $2.00 "out the door" High Life forty
circling the piss yellow fat sweating glass bottle.
Then it disappears. I pound the desk with my Pillsbury Dough Boy fist, but the stubborn and stubby little roaches are young and dumb and awfully annoying, and come back most certainly always.
And the funny thing is that if they can survive a nuclear bomb,
how come they don’t climb up my silver radiator, which is keeping
my Subway foot long Philly cheese steak warm and cheesy and
crunch toasty with its bubbling and hissing of water and steam.
"How come?" in a Craig Ferguson 'Late Late Night Show' voice.
Jonathan Hayes lives inside a permanent fog bank located inside his rent-controlled apartment in San Francisco, California.