Up Off the Crapper by Jeff Bagato

History as she is harped, and the harpist
plucks at the coffee shop lobby
for the passers by, absorbs looks
like drainage of mental pus for the health
of our establishment—sweet History
declines our invitation to shop
and spins in place, harping vast strings
like a spider plucks its web in a dance
of many legs, taking care not to spill
coffee or disrupt shoppers, whirling
into the air, holding open a smile like
Samson cut his own hair and hope to
fail miserable at the pillars of
mercy; History lives for destruction, fire
and terror yet here dances like
Sugar Plum Fairy on the Twinkie Defense,
laughing through a spray of creamed
sugar and yellow sponge to get ‘em
up off the crapper and into the store,
laughing for olive oil, trinkets and twine,
Tiffany’s diamond lips pursing to
kiss another sweet old ass, marble
fingers clutch the dime, and harping
over to fly rock candy mountain

jeff-bagato
Jeff Bagato is a writer and electronic musician living near Washington, DC. Some of his poetry has appeared in Zoomoozophone Review, Otoliths, Clockwise Cat, Zombie Logic Review, Full of Crow, Exquisite Corpse, and Chiron Review. His most recent book of poems, Savage Magic, came out in early 2016. Other poetry books include And the Trillions and Spells of Coming Day. He has also published several science fiction novels, including The Toothpick Fairy, Computing Angels, and Dishwasher on Venus. A blog about his writing and publishing efforts can be found at http://jeffbagato.wordpress.com.
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