Die Verwandlung
So sick and tired of waking up
Every morning as myself again!
Oh let me awaken tomorrow as
Kafka's beetle struggling to open
His bedroom door which symbolizes
His heart though he is physically
And emotionally unable to open it
But he keeps on trying as I too
Would keep trying to empty the
Dishwasher which symbolizes how
I once checked my bank balance
Online and when I saw that $11,000
Had disappeared from my account
I kept checking it again and again.
The Imperfect Enjoyment
Here's how I learned there's nothing left:
What once was a gift now seemed a theft
By that guy who looked like he had it it all
So I shoved him hard up against the wall
And said, 'You've read no poems in your life
'So your girlfriend here will be my wife.
'Come on, honey,' I said, speaking to her
Like the alpha rooster which they prefer
And just like that we're on the 405
Heading north and I feel really alive
For a minute or so until I recognize
By the alexandrite change in her eyes
That nothing is left, so now I know
About when to enter and when to go.
What once was a gift now seemed a theft
By that guy who looked like he had it it all
So I shoved him hard up against the wall
And said, 'You've read no poems in your life
'So your girlfriend here will be my wife.
'Come on, honey,' I said, speaking to her
Like the alpha rooster which they prefer
And just like that we're on the 405
Heading north and I feel really alive
For a minute or so until I recognize
By the alexandrite change in her eyes
That nothing is left, so now I know
About when to enter and when to go.
Terrific poems!
Posted by: Vincent Katz | May 08, 2021 at 09:39 AM
I agree with Vincent.
Posted by: David Lehman | May 08, 2021 at 03:13 PM
The first two lines of the first poem here reminded me of Kafka's "Metamorphosis."
Posted by: Warren King | May 10, 2021 at 05:16 PM