Poetry by Bernard Cohen

There Is Nothing Interesting To Do With Money

I gave up on the seal team, I
Shattered the backboard. I
Took everything I love and told it

Net more. I drooled on the
Zirconia. I catalogued the
Cut bank, like do I quit my
Job and come live with you

I drank shots with the wolf pack, I
Stole chips from the dealer. I
Upcooked the A5, no more
Breathing with sympathy

I gave blood to the teamsters, I
Wrestled in 4:3. My good sex, my
Safdie contacts, my
Dreamboat shining fuck

Bernard Cohen

Twitter | Instagram