Sal Salasin - Two Poems


     The lines are alive with the
     chatter of computers moving
     money.

     "Heaven and earth regard the 10,000 things
      as straw dogs,
      baby."
                Old capitalist saying.

     An economy that combs its hair with
     buttered toast, a bleached blond bombshell
     economy with brunette roots.
     Cash for cars.
     In the right economy,
     2 + 2 = 5 for
     extremely high values of two.
     Like yours for instance.
     You look like a sensible person,
     how much would you say it's
     worth?  A big, blowsy,
     drunk economy sloppy and loud in a fast
     pink convertable.




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     Spiro Agnew, an anagram for
     grow a penis.  Gee, no thanks I'm,
     still full from dinner.
     And basking in the glow of realization that
     the bullies of my youth are now
     somebodies' bitch in Attica.
     Single guy with tatoo gun seeks
     woman with skin the color of
     elmer's glue.