FRAN

should i entirely ask of god why
on the alert neck of this brittle whore
delicately wobbles an improbably distinct face,
and how these wooden big two feet conclude
happeningly the unfirm drooping bloated
calves
      i would receive the answer more
or less deserved,Young fellow go in peace.
which i do,being as Dick Mid once noted
lifting a Green River (here’s to youse)
“a bloke wot’s well behaved” ...and always try
to not wonder how let’s say elation
causes the bent eyes thickly to protrude—

or why her tiniest whispered invitation
is like a clock striking in a dark house