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Showing posts with label poem22. Show all posts

AUTOPILOT IN BELLEVUE

i go on a journey 
to talk about the center of me 
the Dr wears a bowtie 
and is sexual in an unthreatening way 
we are talking about my organs but he 
addresses my collarbone 
the nurse wears a saint Mary pendant
from Ireland, cartoon elephant tattoos
after the appointment I flee
potential rooting place 
fluorescent and prices jacked 
black tags 19.99
rich person terrain so
much cashmere,
leisurewear across ages 
the good wools the bad statics 
the modern blend uniforms
Lululemon, North Face et al 
in the mirrors I am cinched
the center of me a dial tone 
eyes googly guiding  
steering my vessel and cart 
drape, toss and pay
overcharged and reimbursed 
dialed digit recognized
so the drone fades 
grab chips for familiar coating
mesquite and hand sanitizer 
come back
commemoration