2/17/2017 0 Comments Three poems by Jon BennettHummingbirds Roberto has a Walgreens sack of gummy worms and talks about his diabetes while Gorgeous George’s overly sensuous mouth sucks at grenadine and gin Sugar is in the air our tongues are glossy with syrup and in the toilet powdering my nose my heart is all aflutter. Monarchs The monarch butterflies would fly around San Francisco they’re gone now, I suppose due to some disappearing shrub These days I look at the city’s drag queens not many of them left, either and so fragile, our little sanctuary eroding at the edges like everywhere. Plastic The utilities were still on so me and Andrea slept on the floor eating take out until piles of garbage were stacked around like trail markers We couldn’t put it outside because the landlord would see “but we have to put it somewhere,” said Andrea So I went to 24 hr Walmart and got some plastic bags and Andrea stole a recycling bin from one of the neighbors We took the plastic bags out of their plastic bag and put that plastic bag into the plastic bag we lined the bin with and then we threw away all the chip bags, sporks, candy wrappers, styrofoam cups, take out containers and other plastic shit lying around When we were done I wanted to throw myself away, too. -------------------------- Image - Holly Levey www.flickr.com/photos/hollyapl/ Bio: Jon Bennett writes and plays music in San Francisco's Tenderloin neighborhood. You can find more of his shit on iTunes and Pandora. For booking please contact [email protected]
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