STRAD
HE BOUGHT ME A STRAD (IVARIUS)
An entire Park 20 hectares A not bad looking
bloke asks: Mind if I share that bench? I give
him my most demanding deathstare Had I Darth’s
sabre he would be a headless cyclist Bike leaning
against hundred yr. old tree Bloke cozies up to me
There is a squirrel with an orange face +underbelly
It too is creeping closer Turns out bloke reeks of BEER
+has an oozing sore on his leg
Once before I sat in parks +freezing cafes earning an unliving
There was a man who bought me a Strad at a silent auction
Another woman might have learned to play or at least strummed
it on occasion I preferred to keep it sheathed +counted other
women in my sleep Sheep to the un-sheathed slaughter
Was Stradivari a cad too? Thousands of violins have been made
with his imprint Most are copies When the real artifact comes
along one would hope for a working bullshit meter +at least some
facility with wind instruments if not violins
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Late Summer 2015
