Tuesday, January 14, 2003

38

TORT REFORM

They talk about the alluring bouquet
Of McDonald’s fries, but it’s lost
On me, lost like the sense
Of interest in the immense project,
Not that I want a winged-seed monument
To my misspent lace-up of blank
Glow in the palm and by the face.
Dime face up at a payphone 50th
And 9th means get down there
Finish the next five. They are little
But they are legion. Look at them play!