—Jean Day
with knuckleheads. The cats of the world
sit on their wireless routers
and stare into the mod dancefloors
on the upper levels of a hazy metropolis.
Sources are listed anatomically.
He had a wicked day. What’s up?
I’m defeated. So debted. Yuck!
But that was yesterday.
Today, TRAPPED, hello from a worm
in the Castro. I guess I’m going to Boston
on the train. What to do between now and then?
Anyway, what to do?
I am sleeveless, as expert, and
I quote... “
