Melanie Browne- Three Poems

If You want to see the cosmos, you better slow down

bring it to a

one,

a two,

a one and two

you are the slowest

you are the seahorse

the circles in 

a thousand year old oak,

so slow, 

you hear the Duke of

Berwick sneeze,

slow

like freeze 

dried ice-cream,

like a 

Sputnik- era Soviet satellite

slow like restoring

a Chevy Camaro

in your dads

greasy garage

slow like a horse

named Nelly,

do you want to burn alive like Jack kerouac?

are you going to tap tap 

dance yourself into a syrup puddle?

This isn't Good Morning Vietnam,

you aren't on the

Speedy Mc'Harefooted highway,

life shouldn't be 

a hastily microwaved 

half -frozen

chicken sandwich

you have to slow the hell down

get your foot off the 

lava-veined accelerator

you and your 

drip drop lollipop

let me hear your foot stomp

if you want to hear the cosmos

you better slow that shit down

Sounds like a good day for a Brawl at Chuck e Cheese

bring your friends,

I'll bring my attitude,

I'm getting bored 

with skee-ball,

bored with flimsy

salad offerings and 

the all -you- can -drink

sugar fiesta buffet,

smelly kids clamoring

for free game tickets,

I want Drama! 

I want excitement!

I want 911 calls

& viral videos!

it Sounds like a good 

day for a brawl

at Chuck e Cheese

be there,

or be square

finger wagging & tongue lashing 

The newscaster lady says 

there is a lot of

finger wagging & 

tongue lashing,

the candidates 

have lost their heads,

so have the voters,

they move them all

to the asylum

& give them all

a sedative

the night duty nurses

are reporting that

everyone is calm

and watching 

Top Gun

while the rain

is tapping

on the windows