Call Me Pier

I have just returned from a visit to my pier

Often I am permitted to return to my pier

For a long time I would go to pier early

So much depends upon a pier

This is an old pier

I celebrate my pier, and what I assume . . .

I had a pier

There is a certain slant of pier

On woman's first disobedience, and the pier

Christmas won't be Christmas without the pier

I wandered lonely as a pier

Pier was spiteful

This is just to say I have eaten the pier

Notes:

Published by The Backwaters Press, 2007.

Source: Milwaukee Does Strange Things to People: New & Selected Poems 1979-2007 (Backwaters Press, 2007)