I AM A NATURAL WONDER
Comb it, just off the fueled jetting highway
where the gravel just sits until you
run it over. Then it crackles and browns
into a cloud, and the picnic is ruined!
The wonder lies in how both explanations
are wacke and that one doesn’t feel responsible
for either, but if one were anything else but
human, there would be no distinction, but
then again there may be no problem at all
if one were not human. Usefulness, show
the way with your flare guns and booby tassels,
show me your footwork and how to slick
back my hair like you. What you dip yr comb in,
the special ordered jelly made from on high,
Certified Trademarked Natural Wonder,
a company which knows its way around.
And what is the reason to sit next to anything?
Drew Scott Swenhaugen lives in Portland, Ore. He co-edits Poor Claudia and co-curates the Bad Blood Reading Series.