Cleave. by Jon Bennett

There’re 2 windows here

the window looking at

the strip club across the street

and the window at the deli counter

for the cold cuts

I often sit at the street one

I sit there and write

and watch the business guys

fervent at the door

Sometimes I get upset

waving my pen around

conducting nothing

so I go to the deli counter

and talk to the man

at the slicer

I’m comfortable here

I come from a long line

of butchers

It’s not my intention,

it’s my nature

to rip things apart.

Jon Bennett writes and plays music in San Francisco's Tenderloin neighborhood.  You can find more of his work on Pandora and Spotify or by connecting with him on Facebook at www.facebook.com/jon.bennett.967.