BARBARA STREISAND AND THE EXISTENTIALLY DEMURE

On a clear day you can see Alcatraz.
Relatives of the conspiratorial escapees,
Frank Morris and the Anglias brothers
are coming for brunch.
Whether to serve alcohol
or revert to the ubiquitous uke?
A screwdriver heavy on subtle vodka.
The pontificating peppery bloody mary
and its narcissistic fooling of the senses.
My puppies will put them at ease.
Dark red are these painted toes,
acutely colored unlike the powerful
swimmers pausing in sensory menstruation.