Antoine's pride / Insurrection, 1/6/21

watching the goings on,

a student of the day's

comings and goings,

it swells from Antoine's

gassy belly, panting for a guy

he doesn’t know

who dwells in Antoine's

hometown and runs

a small Five & Dime, north end,

one room narrow at the beam,

item-bloated, sharp florescence,

high, pressed steel ceiling,––

(Antoine's been there)

it's the guy who

hopped a Greyhound heading

south to D.C. and then

by cell-of-wifey, spotted

tossing a smokey into the throat

of the Nation's Capitol

breached by like-minded

bellyachers

with boners for Nancy but

not in the good way.

day one