Bass players are the worst
collaborationists.
Friends of, with infinitely colored scarves
and snide remarks
try to slip past.
I'm not having it!
The entrance fee is visible
to approximate clarity.
You only have to look up to see
my eye contact is unlike yours.
This may surprise or not.
I shall enjoy thrashing you just enough so
my ambivalence appears in accordance.
Colin James has a book of poems, Resisting Probability, from Sagging Meniscus Press.
