Father’s Day for the dead? What’s your name? hold on
I’ll put you
on greenish “pallor enhancer.”

Granddads breathing around the austere exterior,
sweating under a river of supportive skin
that flows on,
waking up for compliments ...
What’s your problem?

I feel everything in my brain.

Isn’t free enterprise the greatest ...

No counterarguments.

(When I can’t
sleep I can’t

dream.)