Short Drainpipe Poems

escape!
 
to live among the daffodil folk . . .
slip down the rainslickened drainpipe . . .
suddenly pop out
                             the GARGANTUAN SPOUT . . .
minuscule as alice, shout
yippee-yi-yee!
                       in wee exultant glee
to be leaving behind the LARGE
THREE-DENALI GARAGE....

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A Taquilla worm,
revives taste buds it never had.
Close your eyes,
grip the edge of the bar,
think no harm,
slug it all down,
smile with your bottom lip.

Outside the evening
is crawling along
a drainpipe of sinking sun.
You should go home
but the lamp in your head
is already flickering,
so you order another worm....

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Lonely teardrops
snake down her cheeks
as she sits alone in a crowd
breaking down the barriers
between life and death
while watching her life's blood
drip slowly down a rusty drainpipe
She falls softly
into the arms of no one
To die scattered on the floor
And the people tread roughly over her
As they make their way to the door...

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I oiled the card of daily being
splashing the paint from glass; I pointed
slanting cheekbones of ocean streaming
on plate of jelly, I was joyed
to read the calls of some new lips
on tin fish scales; oh, it is cute,
But could you play Nocturne on ribs
of very noisy drainpipe flute?

P.S. My translation of poem by Vladimir Mayakovsky...

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