Sunday, April 1, 2012

Telephone Joe

Telephone Joe

Joe worked in
the tall wind

A professional
telephone line

his only problems
came when he returned
to the Earth.

Gravity wanted
to pull him
back down to
where he
could be

chased by dogs
run over
by cars
rattled by love,
mortgage payments,
all the earthly

delights of America
falling in
the late
20th century.

But when he was
up on a pole,
tying up the wires
that ran
the humming
the country,

Joe was far
away with
the clouds.

Annotated Telephone Joe:
Another poem from 'Bowl
of Water.' I drew that truck
parked outside my window
in Seattle a long time ago.

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