Love lug nuts hearts to hamsters
in cheap foreign-made cages.
Things go round-e-round, ’till the
ugly hamster-heart contusions.
Caged and smelling of neglect,
love ends lost in a knotted wad
under a pile of hair band CDs,
a month’s unwashed socks, and
drawing tablets full of retro robots.
The hamster, upturned rigid little feet,
bloats beyond love’s comprehension.
The heart shrivels to a black lump.
The idiot buys a new bandana
from a truck-stop’s spinning display,
next to the 5-Hour Energy drinks,
the pink-n-black leopard-print cowboy hats,
and the spicy teriyaki beef sticks.
Love is a $7.95 purple bandana
worn by an idiot who’s buzzing
on too much cheap energy.