Polarized Corn Browsers

They look like coaches, in the morning

with their jogging pants wrinkled.

And I am coach, MANGO spelled out

across my front teeth.

Don't want to be Woody Allen.

 

     They 

sleep softer

coming in from cannons from the 

other end of town

dirty & tired to

have a beer

with the wretched clean elan.

 

     Get this:

we talked of old England

and the ice skating champions,

girls in bands

     How

some skulls surpass our understanding

for palaeontologically, we are uninitiated

right here in Nebraska.

But I will drink a beer

in the wretched clean elan

whose empty laurels

like cannons

still launch skulls

And I may imagine

early Indians

riding mastodons

and pulling weird 

and leafy wagons

Battleships made from corncobs

hung with roasted haggis

dusted with chili powder