And They Fight

by Steven J. Serafiani

Split
like sugarcane
a seam
a zipper running from scalp to

so,
who do you want today?
the meek grocery bagger or
the crafty customer eyeing your daughter?
peruse neighbor
ash Wednesday astute student or
ash dangled fucked pin-up?

hear me out,
if I don’t choose soon-
so to parlay the embrace,
thirty will leave me heap
in front of twin beds floored
marine one
bachelor other
a nervous breakup
babbling to fibers about condiments and the past’s ideas past ideas passed.

I’m going to be, you’ll see
I’m going to be-
I’m going to be-
I am going  to  BE-

a cunt comedian.

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