Apology to a Professor
by B.D. Lazar
1971 South Florida Review
Each eyeball is burnt with a lighted match;
My Wooden legs' screws are loose and
Keep coming undone at the knees or the ankles
And my ears keep unplugging their hearing aid
And I really don't care what you say,
You great pompous ass,
With all your screws tightened
And a Salem Spring behind your eyes
And your electrified mind which keeps
Trying to shock me into speech ---
But you'll never get me to talk.
The hinges of my mouth are non-operative;
And You'll never succeed;
I'm melting into the seat
And the next time you look at me
I'll be over the floor
And you will never see me;
I'm looking at you and you know
That I'm not looking at you;
My red eyes meets your blue one
And the two just don't mix anymore.
Ha ha "Sorry"
by B.D. Lazar
1971 South Florida Review
Each eyeball is burnt with a lighted match;
My Wooden legs' screws are loose and
Keep coming undone at the knees or the ankles
And my ears keep unplugging their hearing aid
And I really don't care what you say,
You great pompous ass,
With all your screws tightened
And a Salem Spring behind your eyes
And your electrified mind which keeps
Trying to shock me into speech ---
But you'll never get me to talk.
The hinges of my mouth are non-operative;
And You'll never succeed;
I'm melting into the seat
And the next time you look at me
I'll be over the floor
And you will never see me;
I'm looking at you and you know
That I'm not looking at you;
My red eyes meets your blue one
And the two just don't mix anymore.
Ha ha "Sorry"