Robert Crisp
The organ grinder pauses
for a moment because he’s
fresh out of organs, and so
he summons Jerry the monkey
to go fetch a liver, a brain,
hell, even a fuckin’ spleen
so he can get back already
to the one thing he’s good at.
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Robert Crisp currently hides out in Savannah, GA, where he teaches and keeps strange hours and stranger company. He writes poetry as often as he can. Learn more at www.writingforghosts.com.