restroom questions, numbers 1-4 [2010]

restroom question #1

whose other name 

was twist-written 

with earnest precision 

and no keen foresight 

in a signature blue ink 

on that collapsing wall 

in outside Connecticut 

to the tune of signifying trumpets 

in declaration of some crooked conceptualization of an eternal union 

as impatient others waited 

with drying felt-tipped markers 

and crossed legs 

to do the same?

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restroom question #2

where was that 

corrugated tin shithole 

slow roasting me tender

a sleep-deprived meat

in my own juices and blue goo stink

while bargain brand toilet paper 

crumbled and balled 

in the smeared track of my ass crack 

and non-returnable empties 

and expensive insults 

were hurled with giggling girl glee

from the circling SUV 

to smash my agonizing focus?

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restroom question #3

how did Amy and I

manage not to wretch

beneath packs strung twenty feet up

amongst moaning bear shadows

after following a flashlit trail

of what looked like blood

and green steaming diarrhea

crawling with shit lazy flies

past the lonely parked car

through the black U.P. night

and arriving at the disappointment

of the simple outhouse

and no disemboweled corpse?

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restroom question #4

what was the name of that oasis

that we came upon stinking

four days raw and ripened 

from the ignorant U.P. outback

where some kid had just drowned 

drawing ambulances and news trucks

like we were fogs of flies

but we couldn't have cared less 

because they had gorgeous redwood 

restroom facilities and hot water

and I had a leisurely one-hour shower 

with soap, shampoo and a soft towel

not concerning myself with anything else?