Pez dispenser head Chinese delivery man on moped
you are my hero
Little girls and boy in the tattoo shop
beside my cigarette break
drilled my ears with talking
beating chests paler than mine
carefully to avoid hitting thirty cent spiked
fashion adornments, carefully
to avoid dislodging appealing chain necklaces
smoking carefully
to avoid being caught by policing
parents
They go under the needle at high city prices
because they are sure they need me to know
they have giant balls
But You!
Your helmet rides on your head as a giant
white bowling ball rides a lane to dive into
pudgy white pins
shading your eyes half closed over the smoke
from your dangling cigarette
sparked before you even left the building,
maybe before you woke up yesterday morning
Pez dispenser head dispensing smoke
with no hot air
on a lightly jacketed frame in freezing cold,
you mount your moped lady with no unnecessary gesture
and ride into long hours
(I never saw him blink)
Pez dispenser head Chinese delivery man on moped
you are my hero
Your rocky face won't crack when you do your work
Maybe your head tilts back and dispenses sweetness
But for now it won't even tilt forward to acknowledge the
“That kid is so hard core” shouted by
the misinformed witness beside my cigarette break
I wonder if a taxi cab would bounce off your hard candy core
if it hit you on this raining night. I wonder if
you would get back on your moped lady with no unnecessary gesture
because your job
is too hard to allow for
proving how hard
your core is supposed to be
Your cigarette is no break for you
your smoke halo dissipates around your giant white helmet head
and your moped carries your eyelids that you don't bother to blink
(the rain moistens his eyes)
into the dark hours of the morning
Pez dispenser head Chinese delivery man on moped
you are my hero
Please come back and shoot these fucking kids
interrupting my cigarette break
because I don't have the nerve to tell them to shut up