Monday
Arthur Gottlieb
Smothering the loud mouth
Alarm in a pillow,
I scheme to stay in bed.
Too ill to call in sick
I quit my job selling
Snow to eskimos.
The unfed puppy whines
In his puddle of piss.
Neighbor kids kick the wall
Like innocent prisoners
Playing ball indoors.
I ooze booze.
Last night’s mash rumbles
My stomach, an explosive
Chemical mix of wine&vodka
Stirring thunder and white