An open letter
to the editor.
I kept using
your catalogue
as a tray upon which
to break up my bud
so I can roll it
into joints—
and, of course,
since I kept looking
at the catalogue
a few titles piqued
my curiosity
and as I got higher
I finally cave in;
loosened the purse strings
and decided
to order a couple
so please accept my check
and send selected titles.
You write beatnik, naturally.
You write beatnik, naturally. Its refreshing.
bananas are the perfect food
for prostitutes
now if only I can find my
now if only I can find my bongos