Read the letterhead in the next room
On the desk beside the safe;
Business was conducted chiefly from the garage below.
Haslebacher & Sons Construction
Read the letterhead in the next
room
On the desk beside the safe;
Business was conducted chiefly from
the garage below.
Summer nights the room would fill
with moths
Drawn by the stale beer odor from
the empty bottles
Stacked in the corner:
Quart bottles of Strohs and Duquesne
Draft.
The turntable in the corner
With the green tubed amp
Played Tchaikovsky, Beethoven, and
Mozart
As we drank, read porn
And swapped pointless small talk.
Some nights the radio played rock:
WCFL, Chicago;
Some nights we invited girls, had
parties;
Mostly we remained male as our environment:
David's father's cranes in the lot
beside us,
College boys, plotting the destruction
of our dreams.
11-20-99
