The Ghost of Frank O’Hara
The ghost of Frank O’Hara taps me on / the shoulder whispering / and what about …
The ghost of Frank O’Hara taps me on / the shoulder whispering / and what about …
Another name for a penis is a microphone.
No one told me this. The radio had to pull me aside.
It’s a metaphor, of course.
Sometimes in airports I leave my body behind—
my old body, I mean. I step into the younger version,
the one where I flirt with just about anybody,
who cares, because nobody knows me—
Your voice said Watch what happens now and then
I woke. Of course it was a dream for you’ve
Been gone for many years, dead dead & Dead.
This one is better for a car as old as yours, he says.
It won’t glob up, he says. And spring is almost here,
so of course you need a thicker oil.