the poetry knook, the poetry of stephen m. james

On the back of live bait

On the back of live bait receipts I scribble,
cooks and clerks swap sex stories
and tunes of bitterness–
scouring bathrooms, silverware, and ideals.
Cha-ching! the cash gods ring
up profits, down spirits for those caught en masse:
spending Bens, complaining Washingtons,
hey, they are on diversion ‘s splurge–
I–summer vacation–at work
learning what not to do in life.


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