in america today
krispy kreme offers a dozen donuts

for each dozen bought
only glazed

one atlantic over
i lean in a city train

three brand new holes pulsing
in my pie hole

look how coy the dirty seine
how scarce the clouds

in bir-hakeim
i begin to miss my stop and allow it.

it hurts to walk
more to think

i’ll never be in Kansas or Kentucky
flattening dough balls between my teeth