Your mom was here last night
whored out with her spiky crown
I’d seen her standing there proud all these years
looks like she finally gave up and came down
You were due, i told her, cause if you were
born there with jimmy and josephine and dexter
You wouldn’t come back
unless you were made to
Unless you were sold
Sold for a fifty dollar bill and a panama hat
Mr. Knickerbocker said that’s that, and put
you out there to stay
like an intern, except he didn’t bring you back
Just left you out there cause
There was no end date
Your value depreciated, no longer worthwhile
Your corn palace not yet erected
Your ball of twine still yet to come
Next time you come down, make sure
that you call ahead. No one is sure
what you will do next
when you come to get your things
I’ll have them ready for you. Not
on the curb because that is too tawdry.
but inside the house
You can come in and give me a hug
Before you go.
THE MOSSY BOG 