Poetry Nights at the Typewriter Shop

i do forty k's in the school zone

even when schools not in

i got a line of cars behind

and none of them like me very much

they’re goin out of their little EV freakin minds

all my mirrors full of urbanely heated insanity

fuck wind farms lets harness raw road rage

i order entrees before the mains

and expect they be served as such

this aint no two for one

half price chicken dinner night

i like the milk in the cup before the coffee powder

the loading order of the sugar

is not an issue

it’s a very random mix

it's a cup of instant coffee

not a four eight six!

i don't fondle the fruit

in the supermarket

well at least

not in that way

not anymore

i still leer at overpriced chocolate bars

i still sneer at overpowered Italian cars

i still jeer overrated trendy bars

i still fear poetry nights at the typewriter shop

the Olivetti was never plugged in

but that ball was always hot

ream after ream

angelic to obscene

sublime to serene

A4 thought confetti

straight from a machine

edits ejaculated

en masse