Show Poem: Sat. Dec. 3, 2022 – miniBar – KC, MO

My heart of glass
With your hammer
You smashed my tennis balls
With your racket
You scratched my record
With your needle
You batter fried my long johns
With your esophagus
My house party became
An Aqua Velva night stand
The whip poor will sang
To a glass of frozen champagne gna
Its song
Not heard by many
Understood by fewer
Dribbled on my knee highs

When I was abducted into the system
I took a bow of constant commentary
On the meaningless and mundane