Adam Housh

 

Oh, Loli

She’s just lounging lolli-

soda pop!

Days of comfort,

nights of need.

But I still need some, Loli!

I still need some sweet for me!

Suits you, sir

You the man in that suit?

That suit tempts, mister man.

Tethered to those

leather boots –

mister man,

master Suit!

Jerusalem

I’ll walk down Jerusalem.

She’s rattling in the tall grass of dwellings

with her traffic

and her cognac, and her habits.

 

I’ll walk across her bridge

            hunched down, over-hung, exhausted.

            Hey! Fella! This yours? (Not too easy,

            losin’ something…)

           

I tossed it

            in her whispers and her shadows,

            and her rumbling.