JOHNMICHAEL SIMON POETRY

don’t doll me up

in something formal

a tailor’s dummy

with my smile on its lips

a sonnet

with my name on it

my slang doesn’t suit

that kind of twang

i feel better

unfettered

a pair of jeans

a sweatshirt

 

my verse

a curse

(or worse)

 

i’m really

a hobo

at heart