2006-2010 Poems

“Driver’s Blues”

Exercisers on the streets
wave their aging arms
to the untapped beat
of an unseen drummer
while I sit, smoking,
behind a dark green Hummer
with sweat stinging my eyes
from the stifling summer
of CO in the skies!

Motorists on the street
wave their raging arms
in their sweat-soaked seats
at the cars next to them:
a Lexus whose driver
can’t remove the leather from his skin,
and his sweat stings his eyes
during the sweltering summer
of CO in the skies!

My greenbacks don’t go further
the farther I have to drive,
and if I ain’t careful,
my finances could deep-dive
into the sea of bankruptcy.