With Mr Jones: Collaborations--'11
(Line for line… tit for tat.)
1.
My house is kind of small
but bigger than my kitchen
And in my kitchen there’s a lamp
that’s bigger than my fist
Please don’t touch the dog’s food bowl
only I touch the food bowl
But really I know I shouldn’t
only my dog touches the food bowl
What an *******. We should have never bought that dog
and we never should have mentioned that lamp, or that fist.
They were completely irrelevant to everything else.
I’m going to have to scrap this one.
2.
I started to write the poem
then this happened.
And now this is happening
to that happening.
I happen to be happening upon a
happening.
just like every other happening.
Sometimes poems happen, often after
something else happens
I just happened to happen upon a
happenstance happening
then I started to write the poem.
3.
It’s either spaghetti or meatballs
that go with warm vodka
Either would probably fit
in the freezer at the store.
Maybe they’d even fit
in a cold and dim motel in Ohio.
But where would I find
A fork?
Maybe I could find one
In that motel.
Goodbye
my
dearest
washcloth.
You
were
good
at
scrubbing.
Copyright © Vincent St. Clare | Year Posted 2016
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