Week 7. Improv: Late

"Fishing on the Susquehana in July"

I have never been fishing on the Susquehana
or on any river for that matter
to be perfectly honest.

Not in July or any month
have I had the pleasure--if it is a pleasure
of fishing on the Susquehana.

I am more likely to be found
in a quiet room like this one--
a painting of a woman on a wall.

I have never made toast in the Waffle House
or fried ham or eggs
in fact.

Not at midnight covered in drunk
have I made the crispiest, dripping toast-
it sucks, but it pays the tumors of real life.

I dream to be found in Hollywood
going to prison and rehab--
a painting of me on the wall.