They Also Please Us Sometimes... Poem by RIC BASTASA

so you do keep people
away from your door?
does it imply that they
are going to your door?
you must be imagining
things and people as usual,
as too unusually dumb
being entertained by decent
musicals.
did they not tell us that
your house is filled with
litter, foul smell of cigar
ash and empty liquor bottles,
messing with each other's
open mouths and hanging
tongues, and all those
sorts of dirt and filth,
and oh yes, you take pride
in all these.

is this filth rewarded and
cleanliness punished?
is there going to be decency in art?
please, sir, do not be too harsh
on the musicals,
they also please us
sometimes.