Thunder Sandwich
#17

Poetry
2 poems by David Pishnery

dweeb by jeff filipski
dweeb by jeff filipski

forty-five cents

so I'm standing
at this urinal
choking the lizard
seeing a dying friend
about a horse
(or is it a horse
about a dying
friend?)
tapping a kidney
when I look down
& see
three dimes
two nickels
a non-filtered
cigarette butt
& a red rubber mat
wondering
what kind of sick
sucker
would drown
coins of the realm
in gallons of piss -
when two stalls down
a voice says
"How much is there now?"

I manage to sing out
"FORTY CENTS"
& a chuckle
guffaw
& snicker
reminds me I'm
not alone
in this business
of making room
for a few gallons
more of rental
merchandise

seems people
have been adding
change all evening
adding to the torture
of cleaning a restroom
at minimum wage
keeping the sodden
coins after rinsing
them off

the unseen guy
in the stall says
"it was thirty-five
cents a half hour ago"
& I try the famous
juggling act when
you are holding
your pud in one hand
& fumbling for change
with the other
in the pocket
on the other side
of tight jeans
half shit-faced
in need of a nickel

I zip up
& stumble back
a nickel lighter
& not any wiser
noticing the droplets
on my jeans
& hope nobody
else does until
my buddy says
"Forty - five cents?"




doughnuts

across the street
in the snow-filled
deserted parking lot
some hot shot
is doing doughnuts
racing up & down
the length of it
cranking the wheel
at the last second
hopping a back tire up

this goes on
for some time
until he loses
the fine edge
of knowing when to turn
let off the gas
& apply the brakes

on his last run
a snow plow
enters the lot
scaring the shit
out of him
as he can't decide
which way to turn

& loses it
tail lights fishtail
in the dying evening
white knuckles
as he stalls it out

we can wonder
what he was thinking
rabbits foot swaying
from the rearview mirror
something on the lines
of HOLY SHIT
or JESUS CHRIST
as he restarts it
& drives off

the plow keeps plowing
the snow keeps falling
twenty bucks an hour
beer money or payments
on his little used plow

after he is finished
he tries to do doughnuts
on the freshly
scrapped pavement
no such luck
and drives off content

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ISSN: 1534-4037