Drink

A Hebrew word for gone
and animal tranquilizer dope
make a meal outta cigarettes
in a cafe, and talk talk talk.

One tore the curtains down,
while another finally wrote her book.
What a man will do for a woman....
pyramids to nuclear weapons.

She gave me jewelry from old typewriter keys,
and I bought her the Encyclopedia of Lies.
We squared off with our silverware,
then baptized another rug.

You can’t call me with telephone,
smoke signals, rumor, complaints,
newspaper ads, and all that.
Use your voice beyond distance.

Imagine wolves gathered by a fire
with one man comfortable, talking,
cocky he won’t get eaten...they wait
to hear how the story ends.

This world reeks of failure,
the perfect camouflage
for those who drink moonlight
like it came to them in six-packs.