by Scott Abels
We’ve got to talk
when I’m looking at my computer.
out of the bathroom.
Numerous countries have sent up
huge clowns of dust.
The Romantic Era
never really ended.
Fairy tales of Texas and Gender
spread by Generals and Scandal
and a Financial Wherewithall.
Over roast beef’s gray rainbow
Steroid Era Baseball Players
swap revenge fantasies.
Machines that desperately need oil
clean, trim, and log
a corrupt drive. In an age of fund
raising donuts, these things are
happening, my friend, sweating
the brass or copper, the iron is oxidizing,
and the time for indium has come, previously
unstoppable tire fires, this is the end.
Scott Abels lives and teaches in Honolulu, where he edits the online poetry journal Country Music. He is the author of Rambo Goes to Idaho (BlazeVOX, 2011) and Nebraska Fantastic (Beard of Bees, 2012). More of his work can be found in Sixth Finch, DIAGRAM, RealPoetik, Best New Poets, EOAGH, Tinfish, Forklift, Ohio, Anti-, H_NGM_N, and others.