Saturday, July 30, 2022

Ted Greenwald

THE BOOK I TOSS


The book I toss is Boss
It bangs against the walls
And gets me working
I watch its thin green
Recede into a reed
And think the time right
To set the Boss right
We argue
Cops suddenly appear
I throw them and Boss 
Out the window
And unscrew my ankles
I be my own boss
I be my own police

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