#155: The Poet Addresses His Poem in Crayon on a Napkin at a Restaurant

Poem on Napkin

Poem,
why the
firetruck
are you written on
this napkin? You think
you can just show up any old
place? Have you no self-respect?
What will people say,
your lines and stanzas
just hanging out like
this in the open
air? You’re
disgusting.

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