By Tom Merrill
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I remember Vergaza and Diddlyweed,
who drove me to Tina and then Flambé;
there were numerous others along the way:
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Mere Ois and Reptile, Genghis and Pogo,
Martha and Mother Superior,
Majestique, Weenciepoo, Skew the hobo.
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Pinocchio’s gone, like RH and Daisy;
Leena is driving old Boblett crazy;
Twinkle and Juliet got the heave-ho.
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Troisieme’s zoo lacked the esoteric:
just whoozit, what’s-his-face, so-and-so.
Mine tends to be more nongeneric.
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Poems by Tom Merrill have recently appeared in two novels as epigraphs.He is Poet in Residuum at The Hypertexts and Advisory Editor at Better Than Starbucks.
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