Poetry

Memorial Day

Thank you for the yellow magnet on your
vehicle. My lifetime membership to
the Veterans of Foreign Wars put me
back three hundred dollars. Gentlemen’s clubs
waive my cover. Shake my hand. I’m a veteran.
Support me. Thank me. Please applaud
when I enter the airport. When I told
my mother I had to go, I cried. Hard.
In my heyday I could bench two-fifty.
Yes to bacon on everything. I can
be buried at Arlington whenever.
Applebee’s served me for free with tip, tax.

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