Ida Lupino in Out of the Fog

She gets mixed up
with this creep
who uses her and extorts
her dad.  John Garfield,
creep extraordinaire,—
I want to crawl inside
the DVD and strangle him.

He’s a better looking version
of Trump—the same
urgency to hurt, the same
fatuous greed.  The film
came out in 1941 as we
entered a terrible war--
thousands of “suckers 
and losers” died, 
including my Uncle.

Mr. Garfield, I have 
no problem with you
who was acting.
Others aren’t acting—
their viciousness
is no act—it’s who
they are, all the time,
making deals
to ensure disaster.





Kenneth Pobo has two poetry collections forthcoming: At The Window, Silence (Fernwood Books) and Raylene And Skip (Wolfson Press).