tok of oy

by jota

Posted to Action Poetry on 2003-05-19 23:07:00

Parent message is 453075
today
the clock on the wall says 3 o’clock
and the phone man came yesterday
when I was not home
today the taxman is supposed to come
and the eggman and the assman both got laid
I heard my neighbor say
by the leggy woman down the street
don’t laugh
I forgot to change the litter box
and now the cats in my house are going in the plants
my coffee went up my nose and running down my shirt
bossman is meanwhile waiting with the ice cream man
for the neon zing! of my words to fill his
memo dots and cryptic dashes
(that I never understand)
I stashed fudgicles and bomb pops dripping in my drawers
the crash outside my door appears to be
the iceman racing down the street who collided with the milkman – and the junkman, knocking him off the wagon again, tokay running in the street –
imagine all that milk and wine
mixed like blood
with ice
man
what a sight
beat kats and alley cats from miles around –two of mine – poured out the doors to lick the curbs
hello walls and fences jumping dogs to scatter winos lurking in the streets and in the trees and yards the cats all disappeared but I hear them crying
now I’ll have to clean up all those frozen claret shards
I hear the sirens of the policeman
looking for the mailman
the paper boy, bless his soul, arrived on time
with the morning world of the news and daily scores of
guns and butter and ozone holes grinning at me from a cobalt sky
I hear the doorbell ring
but I ain’t getting up for that
I’m sure that when the deathman makes his rounds today
he won’t be late
oy vey
I better fix that goddamned clock