poem #5

"Incongruous Songs Played in My Head"

Incongruous songs played in my head all day.
As I ate some sesame sticks, I heard
"I shot a man in Reno
Just to watch him die"
And as I proofed another notice
(Yet another foreclosed home)
I heard “...responsible-le-le-le.”

The sesame sticks squirmed around
In the plastic tub
Like worms avoiding the fisherman's fingers,
The notices, in manila folders,
Covered my desk-
All day I heard the same songs a-comin',
But not once did Mr. Mozart come to my rescue.
Not even Chopin, ever my ally and friend.

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