[ The form of this FTE imitates Paul Legault's The Other Poems—Eds. ]
Nothing sadder than
soggy pizza, our imperial
grandmother insists while
scooping the iodine from
my speech-bubble intestines.
DR. SEUSS: Psilocybin is not for children
DR. DRE: Dr. Phil is dead, Theo. Chill Out.
ENNUI: Waaah! Waaah! My baguette—über soggy!
Mind upside down is
wind, I screwed that up.
Headlines, headlines, head
boards where the lice carve
“Tom and Alice Liceberg
JOURNALISTS OF CHRISTMAS PAST: Dudes…
PARTY BUS: Not a single bathroom on this thing...
VIKING LANDLORDS: Wikipedia is the truth, man…
Mid 60s, cloudy, sunny
sometimes. How was
your spring break
DIPLO: This velvet void throbs with a violent undoing.
PLAY-DO: Gloop gloop glurbadee!
DO RE MI: Cue the horns. –GN