Over the Counter
The executive editor of Billboard magazine says it ain't possible
looking through a two-way window I thought
This is sad.
A middle-eastern circumference asks for identification.
A police officer wants to have a word
in the corner of the gallery.
I leer over the counter, her straight teeth disgust,
that sour-cream smile
contains a laughter
I could dance.
John Goosey © 2009