Reading Ovid at the Plastic Surgeon’s
No one else with a book, the slick
weeklies gossip amongst
themselves on the side
tables as the ticker rolls the Dow
Jones down down down under
a profile of the marathon
bombers (the older, a boxer). Jove
argues for the removal of a race
of peoples that do not please
him: What is past
remedy calls for the surgeon’ s
knife. They will take a hunk of my
cheek (cancer) & though I can’ t
see during the procedure, I imagine
the site as an apricot, bitten.
This is a survival mechanism —