Grind me Nautica, Vic Tayback.
Line chef para Alice arm hair,
fore-sausage & anchor tat,
snatch, a silvered chest, V-
neck, sleep hard Weezy—
As in how do you do that?
Glimpse, a tad, pecking
the surface glaze, or Dove
Men+Care. iNot be puppy breath,
tan streak down the cheek, scar,
or Bowie’s bass: VANILLA ICE
tricks a pompadour. Jim Carrey
a detour, when slips the tongue.
Airborne pellet in seltzer fizz. ED—
father had a junk business...barrels
of jimmied pistols...they wouldn’t fire
...but they were good for kids.
Copyright © 2019 by Ronaldo V. Wilson. Originally published in Poem-a-Day on August 27, 2019, by the Academy of American Poets.