gravy dads

gravy dads rave about their gravy

like

look at my soon porous son
poor us, suns-a-scant, sun skin
sun-skinted half-amassed, placed
placards in gusts at halfmast
have to blast that Shi'ite shit
too Sunni? to joke about muzzled
Arabica means
to make light of beans
& what we're talking about?
coffee

opens doors and hello
newspapers unfamiliar faces
familiar celebs, celery bogs, eat at the Ritz
if you a Jew
you cannot fool my, Carlton,
Fisk-tisk, a brand new task
a flower-making basket
splish splash i was taking a bath
in Bath
so un-Roman, regard my Ba'ath,
regard my temple, regard my empty
box of dead people:
that must mean they're still alive
so grow wise
and descry
poverty that is
stated: i might as well be wasted
if i'm not currency
currently working
murky