3-7 The Tension…

This happened last Saturday. What can I say?


The Tension in Your Bowels


At Saturday’s Gathering of Poets

we found seats for “The Tension in your Vowels”


and my neighbor squinted, snickered, said

I thought it read “The Tension in Your Bowels”!


And I groaned reliving my colon odyssey

through a cocktail haze of


Demerol and God knows what else,

submarining through subterranean


streams, buoying along until

I surfaced as my neighbor hit


my arm with the workshop handout. Strange

how the mind seeks its own level.