Listen, Leo Analysis

Listen, Leo, remember the lifeboat

we pilfered from what you said

was an abandoned garage sale,



1442 Columbus, not the explorer,

the street? Last night I came to,

retired to the basement to ponder



my position on circumspection,

the fate of the cruel & unusual,

& drink until I passed out.



I had my underwear on & my .45.

I was planning to feast on that bag

of Chicken Shack backs & beaks



we got at the place that went broke,

put my legs up on a six-pack & drift.

Anyway, this eerie glow started



emanating from the sewage pool,

mostly greenish. It winked

so I shot it, Leo, I've had enough!



Then this long low lump along

the wall near the bulkhead

started toward me, so slow



I had time to think. Went

to the attic & came back down

bearing Mr. Double-Aught.



Leo, I perforated the lifeboat.

It has become a dead one,

incapable, now, of surfacing



above its circumstance.

We can never return to it now.

It's gone. Gone like the snow.



Gone like I got a little behind.

It's a sad world, Leo, we fell,

like yesterday's laundry



into the tub, let's face a fact.

There's nobody left like us.

I got a weathered pate, you



got a ticket to Nova Scotia &

I'm swimming beside the boat.

When we gotta die, we're gone.



Leo, I confess, I adore your face.

Give me a little papa kiss.

Give me a muscle up. Leo,



there's nobody left like us.

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