Amber Alert

My childhood is missing,
activate the Interstate signs,
put up the picture of me as a child

on the fair and balanced network,
Crock News, MSNBC and the Cartoon Channel,
put up the license plate number

of my family’s 1951 Studebaker,
last seen going to Baenziger’s Grocery Store
to buy flour for the tortillas.

When the cops
and the volunteer searchers
finally find my childhood,

they grab me by my little neck,
they shake me, and I cry like a baby
until they realize their mistake.



No, my name ain’t Amber, you stupids!