Kenneth Pobo
Photo: Darwin Bell
Tartuffe’s selling dentures at the mall
copped from a dental clinic, winks
from the confessional. At the I-95
Welcome Center he hands out maps
with bags of blow. On the mayor’s lap.
He’s running a resale shop but it’s
really a front for a kidnappers. He’s
roiling in bad chemistry, goofing off
but looking busy. Tartuffe,
the tightrope walker on invisible wires
between TV stations, unaware he’s in
mid-air, falling, falling.
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