Tonight's Poet Corner: Catastrophic Cacophony

Catastrophic Cacophony
by Belinda Roddie

Caution! Catastrophic cocktails
push lactose intolerant men
toward a pristine circle of
emasculated pinwheels where the
colors all blend in and out
and blue and bleed and white and windy
drifting onward past a notion
of disturbance in a window
frosted with depictions of a
lady in a bathtub, brushing
all her teeth with a mustache
plucked from the lip of her ex-husband.

Tick tock. Tick tock.
Pandora's winding a clock.
Second hand's crying a ballad,
minute hand's about to stop.