Monday, April 12, 2010
Not For The Faint Of Tongue
Damn it I forgot to buy mouthwash.
I still have Listerine but I’m out
of Dr. Tichenor’s rocket fuel.
I meant to go to Walgreens today.
Now I will have to go tomorrow,
maybe when I go to the Redbox.
I think they’ve got a new monster film.
I’m not someone who is faint of tongue.
Today I chatted up a woman
with red hair—I mean cherry-red hair.
I don’t do drugs, almost never drink.
Chemicals like Dr. Tichenor’s
rocket fuel mouthwash flush out my brain.
Strange hair girls like a clear brain, brave tongue.