-alexa
turn on the radio
-alexa
put the thermostat up four degrees
-alexa
will it rain in atlantis tomorrow?
the café owner laughs
rolling silverware alongside
a waitress
in the pre-dawn trill
of the freezer & cold case motor
he knows he’s going effete
all this ludicrous technology
interdicting some vital human component
but his belly is full
esophagus clean
it takes the food
the tecate & the tequila @ night
like a porcelain funnel
proud of his belly
like his grandfather rogelio
who would rub his own belly
after the evening supper & say: hijo
a man with a full belly
owns the pearly gates
then he would
light the big cigar
they would sit on the outdoor porch
relaxed
yielding
feet splayed under the stars
as he is now
rolling silverware
alongside the waitress.
Justin Hyde's books and other poems can be found here: http://poets.nyq.org/poet/justinhyde.
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