anachronizms

by Del Ray Cross

Tuesday, July 05, 2011

mcdxxxii

Flea Bargain

The god of employment
looks down in shame as
the apartment decays.

Let’s go shopping at the
transplant boutique.
Let’s decide on a

neighborhood.
Close your eyes
to the rain and smell

pot wafting in through
the living room window.
The one replaced this summer.

Don’t be complacent.
Wear a tie to work.