olson: mina loy

[salma hayek wore leaves in her hair, too]

mina loy
back from the dead
hot blooded femme fatale of the
frothing pee in your pants penn set
– ezra pound and wild bill williams –
ezra in mina flesh
big hands shaking like sycamore leaves
wild bill
dour
frenzied
just wanting to leave altogether

mina loy
walks out of the
cardboard brown campus of
the National Institute of Technology
thinking of a career change, she is
leaving surface design
leaving fiber art
leaving the poetry that made old ezra
froth and foam
thinking of information technology, she is
man with a knit shirt, necktie, and cowboy boots
sez
for 12 months and $22,000
you’re talkin’ $35,000 to start, minimum
he tried ma’am once, but she stopped that
this purveyor of cheese
soft hands like dear Arthur
before he stepped off the boat
into the emerald Gulf
sunken stone at the bottom of her dreams
her heart
her migraines

mina loy catches
the 92 bus
down Fredericksburg Road
wonders
as she rides down
the avenue of pawn
just how much
her stolen ezra pound manuscript will fetch
at cash america
after the pell grant & ezra
how much of that $22,000 balance
will be left

mina loy
who once wore leaves
in her hair and on naked flesh
under the hot glare of a husband
with bad teeth and not enough sense
mina loy
in the old folks and infirm section
of the 92 bus
beside the drooling man
in her pillbox hat
riding the avenue of lost dreams
back from a dead that was
london
paris
florence
milan
the five boroughs
mina loy
like lean keith richards and his bloody pal mick
thinks:
it’s only rock and roll
but i like it
woodlawn avenue
thomas jefferson high school
peacock academy
josephine tobin’s fat wiggle round the lake
mina loy thinks
leave NIT to rudy and his tony lamas
gimme the woodlawn theater
kick out the actor’s studio
we’ll have vietnamese on wednesdays
the drooling man film series on fridays
draw up a new manifesto
johnny guitar watson on the box
superman lover
well
Johnny g fell down went boom forever on stage
singing that one.