Barefoot on a bridge in Belgium
I read “On Being Mice and Men.”
Office Tower Pizzeria was a place to meet,
To act, to plan, to scheme.
The customers were crazy, poor, crooked, deformed,
A bird-faced guy, hooded eyes, rolled dollar bill in his mouth.
An ambulatory head had come a long way, it was said,
Less selfish now but a little sour.
A lost band of Chinese men danced in the trashcan alley,
Couldn’t choose a movie, so they put on a play.
Went back and forth across the roller coaster bridge
Until they got used to the ups and downs.
On this ride the thrills and chills are different. Watch
A baby fall over the rail to the river below. Worry
As rescue rowboats search the dark water. Relax
When the child is found alive and well. A miracle! No kidding.
