June 7, 2011
Imagining the Mews (Commercial St., Provincetown, MA)
that her poems about butterflies & kittens
are metaphors crushed under work boots.
Of course there are songs about love
& 2 different guys sing Judy Garland
Another poet reads from a marble composition
I'm wondering if the cute bartender
with the pink thong & vague tattooes
when the host calls my name & I don't know
what to read, realize I'm too heterosexual
for this bar, these singles, this clientele
but read my poems about cougars & pussy
anyways, & they all clap (they always do).
I buy the red-head a drink after all
& it turns out she is the bartender's girlfriend.
Nobody buys a book, but then they never do.