Kate Carsella's Statler & Waldorf Poetry Cycle

Statler & Waldorf

THOUGH I KNOW YOUR stance on “Dollar / Bill”, this feels apropos. When I do think // of you, I envisage ballet; / Nijinsky, Ballets Russes: // leapt across the stage. Not / anything like it but gaping linen—horizontal.
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I am thirty three. I am arsenic.
This year, I am poison.
Grief yellowed. Don't touch me.

In reality, I am not deadly
trace quantities of me
are a dietary element.

Dismal image
of my own imprint in time
that's real
inside  the vision that—isn't,
is desperately in search for
Her!
. . .
Queen Elizabeth,
Chatherine, Nikolajevna,
Princess Dianna,
Fatima
Disappear in front of the eyes
of wild hordes.

Fully shopped ad
in your face
above the
gym urinal

Photo of home phone
house keys on table
“W” on the key fob
— let’s call him
Wally    (or Willy)

Digital readout, happy planet
turquoise lettering:
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