because it's also a plant,

she says, with a sly little fuck-me grin,
sly american soda this girl sips,
tell me about your mexican trip,
i say, no thank you, i'd rather not

so she says
how's about we go in the back

i say
sure, can i bring my friends?

then they all pop out of the woodwork
and speechify their disaster, saying thus
"OH OH OH OH OH OH YEAH!!!"
making appalling noises,
right,
so, he says
begone ye spirits of the netherlands,
then Ronald Reagan appears, says,
THEY AREN'T DUTCH, I AM
him, you can barely hear him finish,
as his voice and face disappear into the
dying past where he lays
& dreams of secret collonades of grass
wherein the ketchup farmers stow their lotto
& invest in the fruit of the future,
just over that-a-way in the near east.