made from lemons

"when God gives you lemons…"

that’s precisely how it should read.

check-out the children’s wing.

cancer as lemons:

wake-up and smell the lemons.

listen,.. deodorant with aluminum

works better than sissy deodorants.

about the environment:

I once walked across a field

hand-in-hand asking my early young love:

“what is this? is that mud”?

"no" she replied:

"it’s cow dung”.

how romantic is that?

the sorrow and the pity:

her name was Claudette

straight from the incubators

of Dominican Academy,

as french as they come and real pretty, too.

"lemon-headed":

sometimes I feel as though I am.

so I write poems to deflect my hidebound inclinations

and yes, she said: “cow dung”.

a love poem