6+8=14 Sad Penguins WPA Poster by Trials and Errors
I don’t know her
name
and I wondered if she was
mean
I wondered if her mean was average
and if I saw her walking on the avenue
and I whistled
would her mean turn into more than average
and more like rage
yelling whist, whist
you brain of lead
and would she ever say
I don’t know what you mean
you mealy mouthed meany
and if you keep it up
you’ll be across my knee
And
why do you have to be so mean
and for god sake
do something about your hair
and I don’t want to seem mean
but a lion has a mane
not a man
and then I imagined her saying
oh no
not more poetry
your poetry has no meaning
no point in giving a proof like in math
just knowing 80 proof
is too much for some
turns some into mean sob’s
go look in the mirror
and you’ll know what I mean
and where the hell did I put my drink?
for god’s sake
just make it simple
just write
the next time you hear or ask a
Name
just think about
mean
I don’t know her name
and I don’t want to
Or
is it
meant to be
and someday
Maybe
I will have the means to know
—-
I was in casa grande for 5 days
the magazine sellers came back
as I was leaving
it must have been a scam
Because
I still don’t know what it was
Another fun read from a missed connections poet in Flagstaff, AZ. I believe this person was somewhat of a regular contributor over the years. It’s too bad they never used a moniker to designate their work, it would have been nice to know a bit more about them (but, that may also be why they didn’t).
