Just For You, by Juan Chemes

Posted on August 28, 2019

I’ll peddle the artist,

summon the words, when

the rubber hits the road. Since

I might have been the one

that always explained the joke

before the punchline,

the one with the arm raised high

who was almost always wrong.

The one too careless to care

where the fine line burred and

the fine print slangs.

But, just for you. . .

I will redeem my scars,

my pretentiousness and

my defiance for you

to make a pariah.

Alas, the body collects.