like what I write
deserves the prominence
it unfailingly receives
from the local brain police
just can’t help it
if I’m so
fuckin subversive
the question is
why do I no longer
know what to
ask for
and why
and from whom
and the answer is
HUH?
Well What A Talent
they will find here someday
when they dig through the ruins
of this hotel and stumble on
the genizah in room #319
big bucks for someone
in the next century or two
just don’t come looking around
for me any more because I’ll be gone
gone at last to visit French Guiana