‘i am going to miss you'
said alicia from the window of the school bus
i walked to the ice rink then
sullen like ancient cows
finally unyolked
i did five laps there alone
imagining i was a race car
and i was a damn race car
my body was
a bird landing onto my own hand
this same hand that touched george
washington's balls
amazing how the s.w.a.t. team managed
to break down the door without anyone hearing
those spectacular tiptoeing la-z-boy f**s