Wildebeests

Park your rainbow there
By the back stairs, get
Inside from the mad
Wildebeests that’ll
Getcha. Have a cup
Of coffee, slow home-
Ground. The body’s strong
But the aftertaste
Is to die for. Ex-

Cuse me though, I’m com-
Ing down. Something about
The water or maybe
The air in this town.
It makes me wonder
About art for the
Sake of art. My en-
Tire life laid bare, oh

Listen to me jab-
Ber on, you don’t care
Or maybe I’m not
A good judge of char-
Acter. Humans are

Such fascinating
Creatures but so are
Wildebeests I’m told.