1989 volvo

              Dear Admin

 
    
The lease agent knocked on my door yesterday to tell me
that my Mercedes was being switched for a  1989 VOLVO.

He gave me thirty minutes to clean my belongings out.  
A little HEADS UP would have been appreciated.  
 
   
I can handle it though.

You know,
I  kind of fit in a little better

coming to poetry reading clubs
in the rusty green Volvo.

Perhaps

I had indeed gotten a little cocky and self aggrandized.
 
You know, I finally met up with one nice lady
who had blown me off for the past year.  
 
I also wanted to mention that my  monthly dividend check
HAS DROPPED from $3600 down to $675.

It was a surprise,

that I have to thank you for again.
 
I skipped paying rent.
I began singing poems street corners,
with a tin can in front of me
and found shelter spending nites stargazing,

with the sunroof cranked open

Volvo's have solid sunroofs.

Three weeks ago, that nice lady, her name is Gertrude,
knocked on volvo window while I was trying to fake a snooze at 3:30 AM

After some small talk she invited me up to her flat to continue the conversation and we are still talking.
 
Please find enclosed my new mailing address.  
 
Best Regards,  

Quentin Babbit