I suppose I should tell you
I've finally been fired
from the glove factory.
I'd been putting beaches
in North Dakota
for two months.
Before that, it was mountains.
When I was on map duty,
I put a fairground
next to our neighborhood.
I thought it would help.
I could have spent
an entire week there
painting your face.
Remember when
I took you to see Kansas City?
That was Omaha.
I want to apologize.
I am sorry.
If you want me to leave,
I will. I'll move
to the eastern seaboard.
I will split coconuts
and become a giant fly.
---Zachary Schomberg
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