Sunday, May 26, 2013

Sitting on Jack's grave
-it doesn't say Jack though
I need to pee

did not bring a bottle
- a haiku is not enough
it still doesn't say Jack

right in front of
Vee Kay Eisentrant
Jack's grave stone

found this pen in a
flowerpot near the grave
under some garbage

Somebody left two fat brown cigar stubs
like dog poos
and some dimes and pennies

Warm day
at Jack's grave
overhead a plane
and two birds

My red rent a car
is parked twenty
feet away from
Jack's grave

Nice quiet spot
here in Lowell
the buildings look
like Lowell

gonna go to the car
to get a cigarette
and smoke it

Suddenly it got creepy
time to go
no not yet