If I can, I should

If I can, I should
Break my bones
And brag
To any nosey fag

Sparking at the drag.
Receipt into the bag,
A crumpled ticker tape parade.
Society’s cast off, cast out brigade.

Iron will encircling the drain.
Virtuous overtures fawn and feign
A stolid mind, what’s left behind.
Sentimentality to twist, unwind.

Brawny, brackish, boiled brine.
If only lost, not yet to find
The ache you feel for the first time.
Because you don’t, I know it’s mine.

Another clever, smug endeavor
Shut out with the rain.
Leftover transparent purpose
Stretched taught in merchant cellophane.

A clapping, cloying, clicking circus.
The wire’s high.
My feet are nervous.
They came to watch me exhale.

Indifferent if I should ever fail.
The lights go up, the hush falls down
O'er this coupon coated little town.
Dancing shadows upside down.

7/17/21