By Charly Fasano
Sorry I shit your pants.
You look pale
let me buy you a tan.
I want to pretend none of this happened.
I have two bus stops to teach myself string theory
with a grocery list and a golf pencil.
How to fold this moment as
mistakes fold in on me.
How to punish the person
who built the jail.
The people I thought
deserved an apology
don’t even remember me.
But still
with as much eye contact
I can muster
Sorry I shit your pants
going to moon walk out
and forget all this happened.
The what’s what
about what not
the whole ball of whoops.
Charly Fasano is a poet, performer, filmmaker and block printer, as well as a Colorado Creative. Fasano has read his poems and shared the stage with bands like Lucero, Drag the River, Land Lines, and The Queers. He is the founder of Fast Geek Press, Pretend You Can Reab audio zine, and As Well As Magazine. Fasano’s poems have appeared in Yellow Rake, Lubricated Magazine, and others. He has a book of poems called Next Analog Broadcast, and a multimedia book & 7 inch called RETROSPECT/ED featuring the music of Lucero.
