Every Day
The puppy galloped through the garden
While the Fed-Ex guy told me about how
His brain was fried. People keep offering
Me beer, he says. They say they’ll hide it
in my water bottle, but one accident
and I’ll lose my job. God, I need it though.
The tourists make everything harder as they walk
Down the center of the streets. Cruise ships
Anchor in the harbor. One has a giant slide
That goes all the way around the ship, even on the outside.
I feel like I’m on that every day, just going down.
Hey. Is that your puppy eating something?
I tell him, She chews at the roots of things, too.
Every day.
Hey, thanks for listening to Carrie Does Poems.
The music you hear is made available through the creative commons and it’s a bit of a shortened track from the fantastic Summer Spliff by Broke for Free.
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