10 ways salami can help you live to 100

So the first thing you want to do is walk around the park

                     three times. Oh the daisies or lilacs or

                                        whatever the hell they are.

Is someone burning tires at the end of the driveway?

            Garden hose is a euphemism

                     for what they did to my aunt, those bastards.

The rain fell & fell & fell.

        A month of grim, left-handed Sundays,

                          that’s what it felt like to all of us.

They shuffled, slump-shouldered, into the theater

under a blank marquee. I refused.

Instead, I heard the cherry blossoms screaming.

                                     No farm girl, even I could tell that the cows were wired wrong.

One of these days, we’ll look back on all this

 & kill ourselves in shame.

Oh, who am I kidding, 
standing on a block of ice the way I am.