Gone to Seed


Today, mid-freeway,
I want a bumper sticker
that says

the bigger the truck
the smaller the cock
though that would only

mean, like
them, I protest
too much.

Such a day,
things passing I’ll never get,
like string theory or

miniature golf.
I’m better at nothing.
Sitting, legs on a chair.

An afternoon
in sunlight,
simply there.