Five Poems by Patrick Lewis

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THE PIGEON

BOB BOB, PECK PECK
NO BRAINS BOB BOB JUST NEED.
PECK EATING PECK PECK
ANY MORSEL OF PECK REFUSE
PECK PECK THROWN THEIR WAY
PECK UNCONCERNED PECK WITH IT’S
ORIGIN PECK PECK ONLY PECK
SURE PECK PECK OF ITS DESTINY.

BOBBING AROUND BOB CARELESS
OF THEIR BOB BOB WRETCHEDNESS
FINDING BOB SHELTER PECK
UNDER EL TRACKS AND BOB BOB
BUILDING LEDGES PECK
SWOOPING DOWN TO BOB PARADE
BOB AMONG THE OTHER
BOB BOB BRAINLESS WRETCHES
WHO ENTICE THEM WITH PECK
YESTERDAY’S PECK PECK STALE BREAD
SHOOING THEM AWAY BOB WITH A
BOB BOB VARIED ARSENAL OF BOB
DEADLY BOB BOB WEAPONS.
GAWK! ONE LESS

BUT BOB BOB YOU DON’T MIND
YOU JUST PECK SHOW YOUR
PECK GRATITUDE BOB BOB
BY GIVING THEM PECK THE JUST
REWARDS BOB OF YOUR
PROCESSED PECKING

THE CIRCLE GAME

GOT UP TODAY TO THE USUAL OBSERVANCES OF WATER RITUALS…
UNDER MY ARMS, BETWEEN MY LEGS, TOES, NECK, SCALP…
EVERY INCH THOROUGHLY SCRUBBED.
WALKED TO THE KITCHEN, AS USUAL, SAT DOWN IN THE SAME CHAIR
ATE THE SAME BREAKFAST, LISTENED TO THE SAME MARITAL COMPLAINTS
AND, AS USUAL, DIDN’T HEAR A WORD.

WHAT DO I HAVE TO DO TODAY?
SPEAK TO HIM ABOUT THAT,
WORK ON THOSE REPORTS,
OH YEAH, AND CALL HER ABOUT THOSE.

CHECKED MY POCKETS, AS USUAL. GOT EVERYTHING? AND, AS USUAL,
THE TRAIN WAS LATE…AGAIN. AND MY COFFEE WAS COLD…AGAIN.
AND MY BOSS RODE ME…AGAIN. AND AGAIN, AND AGAIN, AND…

IS IT FIVE O’CLOCK YET? CAN’T WAIT TO GET OUT OF HERE
AND GO HOME TO MY TELEVISION, MY NEWSPAPER,
MY WIFE. AND AAAHH YEAH…SEX!!!

ME AND THE FELLAS STOPPED TO HAVE A FEW…WE ALMOST ALWAYS DO.
GOT HOME LATE AGAIN AND, AS USUAL, THE OLD LADY WAS PISSED.

A LITTLE SOFT MUSIC, A FEW EXOTIC DRINKS, SOME SWEET TALK,
YOU KNOW…THE USUAL ROUTINE.
TOOK HER TO BED, JUMPED ON AND WHAM-BAM. BOY, AM I GOOD!

WHAT DO I HAVE TO DO TOMORROW?
SPEAK TO HIM ABOUT THAT,
WORK ON THOSE REPORTS,
OH YEAH, AND CALL HER ABOUT THOSE.

GOOD NIGHT DEAR, SEE YOU TOMORROW…
SAME TIME, SAME PLACE!

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