POEM - DANDRUFF JOE

DANDRUFF JOE
he got bored so much
and had dandruff so bad
that sitting there behind the
convenience store counter
he’d razzle his hair
until the dandruff
covered the countertop
and then with the edge
of an open matchbook
he’d cut the white flakes into lines
and then would you believe it?
he’d snort that shit right up his nose!