Lynn Peak, solo mission. 18/03/10

Me and Marx Together in a Hot Tub.

I met Karl Marx in the hot tub at my community centre pool,
Last week.
I was shocked, but I've come to expect
The unexpected.
I asked Karl Marx about Das Kapital,
Then I made a Groucho joke.

Karl Marx looked at me like I was an asshole.
But I was just being friendly.

I told Karl Marx
That I had been thinking
About creating
My own
Manifesto.

Karl Marx got up,
Toweled off,
And left without saying good-bye.

Of Night.

The old man was dead,
When I got home.
But I thought he was sleeping,
So I went to bed.
Left him in his easy chair,
To rot.
Or fester.
Or just sit there,
Until tomorrow afternoon.