litter two

Tom Waits curbside crooner underbelly
wit of Hollywood Boulevard, racing forms
and New York Times littering graffiti
all in oral magnificence.

To those who look, the striptease
has a Babylonian logic, a Neanderthal charm.
That and a shot of Richards for the change
in your pocket.

Since the big bang of the twentieth century we've
been anxious to make peace with what we've done.
Shaded by a Stetson, serenading a bottle
is an honest place to start.