Sitting on 7' X 7' tiles near track 9 in Penn Station
screwed
Little pudge boys play
with phallic balloons
that should have been poodles,
magician screwed them today,
or the moms screwed the boys
and the magician came cheap
either way, they're screwed
playing on tiles
waiting for the train.
looking up into the fleshy arm of a woman I knew…
My German teacher hovers
und die Antwort ist
und die Antwort Frau Egan, und?
Sein oder nicht sein.
We learn Shakespeare
after counting. No rest
or use for the words we know now.
tracks posted
People thrust
spastic like sperm
on the film in seventh grade
pre-pube warning of a yes
I say yes.
I join,
thrusting then and now
thrusting off strategically located tile.
Track 3, I win,
first to doors and gaps
but June monthly's no good here
it's the first of July.
Screwed like the pudge boys
no poodle
no pass.
Bio Note
After graduating from the University of Michigan (B.A. English, B.A. History of Art), Clare Gallagher moved to New York City to teach as part of Teach for America, '91 corps. Clare has been a featured reader at the Ear Inn poetry series on several occasions.
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