Just For You, by Juan Chemes
Posted on August 28, 2019
I’ll peddle the artist,
summon the words, when
the rubber hits the road. Since
I might have been the one
that always explained the joke
before the punchline,
the one with the arm raised high
who was almost always wrong.
The one too careless to care
where the fine line burred and
the fine print slangs.
But, just for you. . .
I will redeem my scars,
my pretentiousness and
my defiance for you
to make a pariah.
Alas, the body collects.