Poems: The Butter Dished

Sculpture “The Calling” by Mark di Suvero, outside Milwaukee Art Museum. (Photo by Humble Genius.)

The Butter Dished

Margarine is a poem

butter wrote

to save itself.

A Corral for the Chorus 

(For the fun of the sound of the words)

A corral for the chorus

is holey like

Nerf butter, with

cheese to bridge

the lyrical divide,

a prismatic schism.

The coopersmith’s

staves derange

their doppelganger’s

soda pop.