What Passes for Peace Hits the Road by Carl Mayfield

The naked man walking
along the 112 lane highway

draws stares from the flow
of tweets and caffeinated apps.

The ball of lint balanced
on the end of his penis

seems to be for reassurance,
to let the refugee know

that he’ll have a lover
whoever wins the war,

that no one can touch
his sweet spot the way

lint caresses, and stays put.

Carl Mayfield’s most recent chapbook is High Desert Cameos. His poems have been published within his lifetime, which still shocks him a little, having no desire for people to look at him.

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