My Toes Unfeeling in this Walk-In Cooler

by Collin Garrity

to let your last laugh stand
I give space. we are
incapable of maskless
intervention

if stripping I had lost a bet
you'd leave head down

if you drop your towel
I might palm my eyes,
not only not looking
but proving it with the mime

proud of my half
hearted grand moment
of being willing to lose

being happy to be wrong
is a farce a slapdash
effort at kevorkian zen
take off your shoes