The Good Boy
I’ll never learn how to take off my shoes and let the city
bite my feet
I won’t get drunk under bridges, I won’t make mistakes
I accept this destiny of ironed shirts,
I get to the movies on time, I give up my seat to old ladies.
Extended derangement of the senses make me sick, I prefer
toothpaste and towels. I have my vaccinations.
Look at this lousy lover, incapable of jumping into a
to catch you a little red fish
in front of the outraged eyes of cops and nannies.