PLAQUE

PLAQUE

A Poem by Glen Fitch

               

        Used wrapping paper,
        plastic cups, faux hair,
        cliff hangers, instant coffee,
        child-proof caps,
        repeated jingles,
        static, squelch, dead air.
        Oh, every other driver,
        cell phones,
        snaps, all pokadots,
        and pot-holes, power lines,
        stringed lights, long cords and cables,
        tiny type, those packing pellets,
        pop-up windows, signs that flash,
        most garnish, all election hype,
        those cards that fall from magazines,
        stuffed birds,
        chewed gum, cheap sandals,
        copy ink, frayed ends,
        words mispronounced, misquotes
            and made-up words,
        my friends' ex-lovers,
        worse! ex-lover's friends,
        all surveys, pet hair,
        floral scent shampoo,
        rude waiters, shower scum,
        cigar smoke,
        you.

© 2008 Glen Fitch


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Glen Fitch
Glen Fitch

Monterey, CA



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