At the reading one feature was missing because of a family medical emergency. When I returned home, I was informed an old friend’s got cancer. This poem is meant to pet the heart.
Switchlife
bur goes the sound of now
no more electric heat
the doctor reclining and smilingwould you believe it on tv?
toothpaste’s applied to brushes
and brushes are affixed to the fronts of street cleaners
and street cleaners work off timeis that a little kinder or little meaner?
oh so this is my beer now
and the glass must be clearer
and now I’ve cleaned off this beerwould you take me kinder or meaner?
whir flows the wound of never
no more ever. I bet often
the doctor is smiling and also cryingwould you prefer it on tv?
