the solitary sanitary man

 

 the solitary sanitary man 

there’s a man

with a van

who has a shoulder bag

sort of sealed it is and dual-coloured

well this man goes around

in his van

to all the places that are frequented by a woman

and he goes to receptacle and removes a sealed unit

and he replaces it with a sealed unit

or so i have been told

although he goes around each week

the contents are shed every month

at the end of the endometrium 

obviously his weekly synchronicity is due to their asynchronicity 

with the moon cramped on the waters that are blood red

at the sunset of his reason is his need for a salary

to support his partner’s lunar synchronicity 

funny job his mates say

collecting jam rags (school bags ~ ha ha)

but someone has to do it

and the pheromones are hermetically sealed

or so he believes 

flushed of face as he rushes around his round

and around he goes as life goes round 

endometrium is a funny name for a race horse

but this van jockey wears the livery of commerce

green chosen for its insouciance but

someone has to pay for the dam on the lake of blood moon

he doesn’t say much the solitary sanitary man 

plod plod plod around he goes pad pad pad

well someone has to do it when they do it

don’t they

strange how many rivers run beneath our feet

must be hidden from view 

someone decided