(From the collection "Seventeen and Seven Sixths")
thank you for not centering
place one head on each reel
remain pig when in your chrome
to choke credit slice cord
no staring beyond this pile
you are in the wrote line
come out and drop your hangars
the cow jumped overboard
beloved father of stone
sign your name for a match
smile your last name for effect
light may cause light candor
do not feed the black beret
do not feel bad bud
there are beds enough to weep
spikes in the tub to prick
keepsakes of signature crap
thank you for not living
just keep the gas line moving
count your channels pray there
wait for the gas leak to plume
close mouth before striking