The Web Poetry Corner - Adam Gosha - Secret Lives, and American Fries
Secret Lives, and American Fries
by
Adam Gosha
How sweet it is, baby James, how
sweet it is. To be famous, to
be exposed to peasants and vampires.
A man shitting in the
restaurant bathroom, I bet he wishes
he was finished, like me. I'm at
the table now, taking notes.
There's a poor bastard
with no teeth, he still enjoys
his steak. There's an old woman with
grey expressions, I'm sure she still enjoys
pornography. All these lovely people
with lives, and secret lives. There's
a man in the bathroom with shiny
white shoes. He's still shitting.