Kerri Shying R # 22Time that bastard learned

Time that bastard learned           

in his Harry High pants   corduroys             creaking

in cicada throats             coming up the hall      I see

a clipboard              doesn’t mean it’s there              you can bet

my bottom dollar a thing that’s shiny from being

oft-fingered

 he puts his hand right on the bright orange cap

of a one ml fit             holds it up and says

so we’ll be needing to wear our high-risk gear in here, will we?

  and I will stammer out the truth that

  some dude or other left it there

but it may just as well

 be mine and I wish

I had the needle

just to stab him or to stitch him

into the root of righteousness

from this second

right up to eternity so he can’t

wriggle out

I knew this lady

her husband gave her a smack or two

when drunk            she waited

got the sewing kit              and sewed she stitched

him into bed             right through the sheets the mattress

a giant naïve dollie              and when he woke they were all

there            all the women            laughing

you’ve all got to sleep    sometime