In the Department of

In the department of the Odyssey
Where they grind ancient texts
Between stained teeth,
And chew modern authors with
Post-coffee mints.
They drink coffee,
The drink it like connoisseurs,
Purchasing it with professional deft
Then wrapping it in white fingers,
Perfectly smooth except the inverted callous,
middle finger,
Above the top knuckle.
They spill it thoughtfully on yellow pages,
Swirling the type and cream together.
It is fine food.

Spring 2005