Determined to dissolve his delusional life,
I bought him a pocket calendar today.
Cover blank, blocks barren
Spaced-out and empty
A panoramic portrayal of his image.
Pride-punched he plucked the pages
one-by-one
Ceremoniously crushing them
with fists of combat fury.
Realizing his clear conquest
he looked up with a wide,
blue-eyed smile
then reached deep down
inside the pocket of his chained
black pants.
He kindled his way-kewl Zippo.
Side by side in idle silence
we gazed at his fiery execution
as failed fantasies blazed
in a flaming revolt. |