Hi Michael.
I think you need a period after "shopping for a blowjob from a cop"
This is delightful. Cantorian. I especially like how you end it. The final stanza is a thoughtful close, with the narrator's thoughts of himself wandering through the disappeared. And ending on the Swedish girl from Brussels is a nice touch.
I also like how you go back to Butch, providing background.
I can relate to your poems about the working world and former positions in it. But I have to use my imagination when it comes to Swedish girls from Brussels, sadly.
RM
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