Not Enough Fruit on the Bottom

I was causing a ruckus
Reading Ted Berrigan’s

The Sonnets
To a loud raucous group

Peach Yoplait
Leaked from each page

There was not enough
Fruit on the bottom

& our fingers were sticky
Worms fighting death

      I was just
Micturating in Biography

As an act of sympathetic magic
The night we disguised

Ted Berrigan’s ghost
As this empty orchestra

That walked on my tongue
            You laughed

At the line—robots are wooing
The girl in my soup

& something just clicked—
Ted enlightened in NY!

            That night
I missed my flight

Back from my reading
In Boulder—you called me

“The patient one”
But only ironically

Raymond Farr is author of ECSTATIC/.of facts (Otoliths, 2011), & Writing What For? across the Mourning Sky (Blue & Yellow Dog, 2012). His chapbook Eating the Word NOISE! was published in February 2015 by White Knuckle Press. Another full-length collection of poems Poetry in the Age of Zero Grav is due out from Blue & Yellow Dog Press in 2015. He is editor of Blue & Yellow Dog.

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