This friendship vest is too tight,
too much in earnest and too
avocado green. The suede tassel
trend came straight from the heart
but my dear, that organ is dead now.
I buried it out back next to Sweetie.
You cried and cried, remember,
the day of the flushing, the day
an early frost sent the outdoor
fish to their unlikely doom
and the pumpkins to smashing
beneath teenage chucks.
This is the music that chocolate refused.
We are hanged within sight of the chapel we used to attend.
Pastor Frampton delivers remarks
as if running the quarterly board meeting:
Show me the way