Before anyone cared,
Chuck was actually quite gentle.
From that voice,
he wrote a few pieces;
Sent Underwood originals without tracking via Ocean View,
as if her waste basket had a postal address.
Until Lorena Bobbit
and the Northridge epicenter
rattled comfortable self-medication,
he picked up most paper he saw,
hoping they were the pieces.
Always wasted and clueless.
You’ll only find his
And you’ll only care
if you’re an undergrad
who will never send a poem via fax.