from "Drunken Robins" - David Oates

 

from Drunken Robins - David Oates

waiting for job interview
he buffs his shoes
on the back of his pants


holding tiny frog in her hands
the look on six year old's face


She walks in the meadow
a quail flies up
two hearts race


such break dancers
even the pickpocket
stops to watch


chemotherapy
she practices drawing on
eyebrows


off the freeway
among gas and burger joints
bird's call


rushing by the scenic overlook -- again.

the land is dark
the sky shines bright
in a cow pond


digging in
his pocket for change
pacifier


Drunken Robins by David Oates was published by Brick Road Poetry Press in 2011.

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