Owen and Jean got married and settled in
A jam-band town. Balder got out of the Marines and moved to
state residency, then enrolled at Georgia Tech. He helped a friend
fix up an old house, off campus. They played in a band called Back Azimuth.
You steer by your wake. Brenda sold the trailer and moved up to the big city
to live with me. We bought a house in Norcross. I gave myself a web site when
I signed a 30-year mortgage at age 60. No more pussyfooting. I would come out
in the open, erect, and fully-exposed. Nobody noticed.
A Georgia Cracker cracks the Cow Whip of Doom.
Tarpaper shingles. Paint-can lids. Floppy-disks.
Odd Job’s hat. The mottoes on sundials.
Nobody pays any attention to a poet.
A poet against the war, a poet against
the Bush-Enron administration. Poets
are always against something.
Whatever it is, I’m again’ it.
Satirists are always conservative.
Shit used to be blacker and richer.
