I
think it was the beginning of the end when women
Starting
shaving off all their pubic hair
It’s
none of my business, but I wish there was more
Pubic
hair out here in the land of dragons
I
think it was the end of the beginning when I started
Putting
two not three teaspoons of sugar in my afternoon
Coffee
Something
tells me I best pull back before it’s too late
And
all this cheese Danish goes to my head
I
believe it was the beginning of many unraveled endings
When
we stopped looking into each other’s eyes during sex
And
maybe I’m just imagining things or maybe the end
Really
is near as I smoke another imaginary joint
And
wish you were here
Sometimes
when I’m feeling too full of myself I think
I’ll
go the way of the dodo bird while most of the time
I
know as Jewish-Sicilian poets go becoming extinct
Is
not even an option because I’m nowhere near cool
Enough
to burn out as the rearview stares back at me
Like
a shrinking violet or rusted razorblade
I
know the times are a-changin’ as I do my best
To
wrap my head around exactly what this means
And
who will be first and who will be last when the
Chosen
are culled from the nonspecific
And
snorting a little sugar up your nose is no longer
Frowned
upon as the chickens come home to roost
And
another golden egg begs to be turned into a super
Omelet
Charles Cicirella
4/29/2016
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