Tonight's Poet Corner: Ballet Blues
Ballet Blues
by Belinda Roddie
He drank a bottle of clogged whiskey
before watching The Nutcracker, belching
when the Russians leapt from eggs and
sobbing when the Mouse King died.
After the ushers dragged his limp ass out,
he shook his fist at the San Francisco skyline
and said, "Fuckers who fixed this town
sure didn't think about fixing me."
by Belinda Roddie
He drank a bottle of clogged whiskey
before watching The Nutcracker, belching
when the Russians leapt from eggs and
sobbing when the Mouse King died.
After the ushers dragged his limp ass out,
he shook his fist at the San Francisco skyline
and said, "Fuckers who fixed this town
sure didn't think about fixing me."
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