I needn’t wonder at your power—
A word that stands quite well
Without adornment.
I made a mistake and later called
When I saw the nature of my offense.
It was hard to be dismissed like that
And forced to contemplate
Alternatives in my whirring mind.The stuff that comes from an opened mouth.
To an ex-wife I confided my plan for retirement:
A midday leap off the Brooklyn Bridge.Har de har har!
Happily, something came along.
A preening duck. Imagine that.
Right there on Broadway,
With those big feet and a big beak.Headed right for the comedy club.
The star attraction quacking all the night long.Oh, the miracle of distraction.
November 2005
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