Fugue for Trumpets

Prior to the train robbery itself

a portion of horses must think

on some level

that they will get on the train

with their bandit masters

 

& on that same level

must walk home alone

feeling

through no fault of their own

like total losers.

the metrics of bacon

In the United States

it’s harder to bring home bacon today

than in the worst year of The Great Depression.

 

 

The US instituted the minimum wage in 1933

at twenty-five cents an hour,

or about $4.25 in today’s money.

 

 

Even though two dollars a day might not seem like much,

bacon was only eleven cents a pound at the time.

 

 

Working for one hour at the minimum wage in 1933

would have yielded approximately two and a half pounds of bacon

for you, your spouse and two and a half children.

 

 

You used to have three kids,

but times were really tough.

 

Today,

the United States minimum wage is $7.25

with the price of bacon over $5.00 per pound.

That means you, your spouse and 1.75 children

can only afford a pound and a bit

for that same hour’s labor.

To clarify, in this scenario

there are still three children,

but everyone is missing parts equally

because you’re a good parent.

They’re all living happily on government disability programs

with the missus always on the lookout

for cute little mom & pop shops, or small businesses

without wheelchair ramps

to sue

because again,

we are Americans in this scenario.

 

Even if socialist Bernie Sanders got his proposed $15 dollars an hour

which would bring the bacon ratio back to Depression era levels,

any difference would be squelched by higher taxes

so you can have free health care

where the doctor

practicing preventative medicine

advises that to avoid heart disease

you should cut back on bacon.

Touche, Dr. President Sanders.

A glimpse into the universe where I am an educator

There is a theory

that the word “testify,” or “testimony,”

comes from the ancient Roman practice

of swearing oaths on one’s testicles,

explaining why in today’s courtrooms

the judge has a hammer.

Similarly, the saying,

“lightning never strikes the same place twice”

is of Greek origin;

reportedly, what Zeus told one-night stands

in the morning.

Now,

some of your parents have voiced concern

that I should be teaching material

more relatable to you kindergartners,

but that doesn’t mean we can’t challenge ourselves

or enjoy good literature,

so bearing that in mind, let’s all gather around

turn down the lights

and read more passages from Lolita.

**

To those of you who had no idea what Lolita was going into this,

and had to look it up, I’m so very sorry.

To those of you who are familiar with Nabokov,

please ensure I never become an English teacher

and tell your friends about Poet Robot.

-e.

Poet Robot

Goodreads Book Giveaway

Poet Robot by E.I. Wong

Poet Robot

by E.I. Wong

Giveaway ends January 27, 2016.

See the giveaway details
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Enter Giveaway

Hello!

Deepest apologies for nothing new this week,
but I have been busy.

I have a book coming out!
It is called Poet Robot.
I am giving away some copies
RIGHT NOW
on Goodreads and LibraryThing,
and I would love to give you one.
Poet Robot is a collection of posts from this blog
as well as a few short stories, and pieces from Tin Lion.

(if your country is not listed, please send me an email at poetrobot@gmail.com and I will add your country to the goodreads giveaways in the future. I’ll be doing a lot of them.)

If you have are one of the lovely individuals with a book review blog (and I mean that in the most pandering of ways), then I would be more than happy to exchange a review for a copy. Also, if you just want one and are poor, I will probably give you one anyway. Just send me an email (poetrobot@gmail.com) with your name, address and a link to your blog.

Thanks so much for readership and support.

I look forward to sharing this with you all.

-e

period piece

I wrote a screenplay about a lady werewolf

who travels to the moons of Jupiter

which has sixty-seven moons

so she bleeds to death.*

 

 

 

*After multiple rejections and revisions, this piece was written on the basis that my girlfriend thinks joking about menstruation is never funny.  I have been asked not to say “I told you so.”

The (fill-in-the-blank) Police Department assimilate cannibals into American Culture.

Boys, let me just say,
we did a great job
introducing the cannibals to Taco Tuesday,
& we’ll call Thirsty Thursday a success.

… About Black Friday…

Again, y’all knocked it out of the park,
but for the official police record,
Black Friday was a disaster.

So let’s all put on our sad faces,
get on the TV,
& begrudgingly pretend like we give a f***.

After that,
I dunno,
how about paid leave?

Merry Christmas.

& on the seventh day

“I briefly considered a universe where chickens were the dominant species

& every morning ate scrambled placenta with bacon.

The problem was getting men to wake up at four in the morning

& scream at the sun in unison for no reason.”

 

-God, on rest.

however fleeting

I’d like to think,
when I walk face first into a spider web,
there’s a brief moment
where the spider thinks it’s his lucky day

Followed quickly
by that feeling that you’ve bitten off
way more than you can chew
but like times a thousand.